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Foreword 

* 

rKIS is the story of the Twelfth Regiment of Infantry in the 
Army of the United States. It is what is called a regular 
regiment. It was made up hy voluntary enlistment and 
by transfer to its ranks of some men under the conscription act. 
It is a regiment which was stationed and trained on the Pacific 
Coast. It is a regiment which was prevented from reaching France 
hy the influenza, by the expedition to Siberia, and by the coming 
of the armistice. It had reached the point of embarkation when 
hostilities ended. Its members have had a great experience, al- 
though it did not involve a battle at the front. In their desires and 
their imaginations they have faced the foes of the world, have 
exposed themselves to danger, and have acquired that soldierly 
spirit which comes from the drill and discipline needed in war, 
with every prospect of making the tdtimate sacrifice, if it be neces- 
sary, to win victory. They shoidd have the sympathy of everyone 
who sympathizes with a man earnest and willing and anxious to 
discharge a great duty and denied by circumstances the oppor- 
tunity to perform it. The spirit of the men at the front was felt 
by the men training at home. The prospect of the prolongation of 
the war for another year and the certainty of their being engaged 
were present in the mind of every man in the regiment. They are 
better men for this experience. They are better men for knowing 
in their hearts that they too, without one qualm or tremor, were 



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iv Foreword 

ready for the sacrifice. They are better because they were inspired 
in what they did with unselfish patriotism and their souls were 
permeated by a real knowledge of the importance of the task they 
were to perform and of the victory they were to win. 

Nor should these typically American boys and their com- 
manders allow themselves to feel that they did not take part in 
winning this war. The Germans showed a yellow streak in not 
fighting this war through to the end. They surrendered in antici- 
pation of the just punishment they and their country would have 
suffered by being subjected to the devastation of war, had they 
further resisted. They did not further resist because they knew 
that the United States had two millions of men on French soil and 
two millions of men at home who were being hastened by the 
hundreds of thousands to the front and that with these reinforce- 
ments defeat was as certain for them as if they accepted it by im- 
mediate surrender. The Army of the United States was a unit. 
Those who were in front were strengthened, protected and given 
weight by those who were back of the front. Every man in khaki 
was part of the forces that won the war. The Twelfth Regular 
Infantry was a unit in the army of the Republic and carries the 
laurels of the victory. This book is its history. May it have wide 
circulation and may it give to those boys who filled its ranks and 
the officers who drilled it so well, the pleasure of a retrospect of 
duty well done and the inspiration for improving and strengthening 
the body of citizenship of our great country. 




Washington, March 17, 1919. 



Preface 

THIS is the story of a Regiment, written by that Regi- 
ment and primarily for that Regiment. But beyond 
the appeal which it holds for the members of the 
organization itself, we venture to believe the book also pos- 
sesses a large measure of interest for all Americans whose 
hearts were in the war and whose hopes were centered upon 
the achievements of American fighting men. 

The Twelfth Infantry Book is, we believe, the largest pro- 
ject of its character ever attempted by any American military 
organization of similar size. Certainly, so far as we know, noth- 
ing of the kind ever before was created in its entity by the 
soldiers of a single Regiment. The text and illustrations of 
this book are entirely the product of the personnel of the 
Twelfth, just as the idea of its inception originated within 
the Regiment and has been fashioned into reality through the 
spontaneous cooperation of its members, from the greenest 
rookie private up to the Colonel himself. 

Being the work of soldiers, the book doubtless lacks much 
in literary finish, and indulgence on that head is asked. Its 
mission is to preserve a record of the things the soldiers did, 
and saw, and felt, in a soldier way. 

The financing which made possible the book's production 
is, too, unique. Every cent of the large amount required was 
subscribed and paid in before a line of type had been set! 
And all of it came from the pockets of the members of the 
Twelfth, mostly saved from monthly salaries of thirty dollars. 



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Preface 



That, too, is a record of which the Twelfth is proud. It 
evidences the spirit of its membership, and the Regiment's 
pride in a project which will carry into history something of 
the story of its part in the Great War and of the determination 
to return as more useful citizens after service for a great cause. 

Of course we, like every other fighting unit, expected to 
"go across." We were ready, both in training and spirit. 
After all the months of preparation our disappointment was 
bitter. And yet we try to realize that it came through no 
fault of ours, and that we had, each and every one of us, our 
part in helping to win the war. Deprived by force of circum- 
stance from adding another chapter of fighting to its glorious 
history, the Twelfth assuredly has written one of which its 
members and its friends may be proud in the record for effi- 
ciency, loyal devotion, and patriotic esprit de corps which has 
been established during the trying period since April, 191 7. 

To preserve that chapter of the story of the Twelfth is the 
primary purpose of this volume. It tells, too, the history of 
the Regiment from its inception, and in articles, verse, "josh," 
drawings, and pictures it records the experiences of the organiza- 
tion during the past two years from one side of the Continent 
to the other. 

The book is a record, too, of the spirit of typical men 
who have served the Nation throughout the War. More 
than ever before those who have joined the colors comprehend 
the true meaning of the word "patriotism." They realize 
their own personal share in the Government for which they 
fought, or sought to fight, and their individual interest in the 
ideals of democracy and world-wide decency for whose attain- 
ment they were prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice. To 
the men of the Twelfth, as to all their fellow American soldiers, 
the War taught splendid lessons. And now with many of 
them returning to their homes throughout the length and 
breadth of the country, they will prove a great leavening 



Preface 



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influence for public and private good, each one of them a better 
citizen for the experiences he has undergone. 

For those of us who remain in the Army, and for those who 
will go home shortly, the book will be a lasting souvenir of our 
share and our experiences in the Great War, and an inspiration 
toward patriotic service and disciplined self-sacrifice. 

C R. G. 

New York, March, 191 9. 



Contents 





PAGE 


Foreword by William Howard Taft 


• • • 

111 


BOOK I 




Colonel Aloe's Address 


3 


Hail! Victors! 


7 


The History of the Twelfth ..... 


9 


Keeping Faith 


34 


The American Woman 


36 


The Doughboys' Compliments to the Navy. 


40 


To THE Old Regular 


42 


Nationalities 


44 


Americans All! 


47 


"The Dirty Dozen" 


50 


The Chaplains' Address to the Outgoing Men . 


54 


The 8th Division 


57 


Letters from Major General Eli A. Helmick and Brigadiei 


i 


General Hugh Johnson 


58 


Home 


60 


For Liberty .... 


61 


La Fayette 


62 


BOOK n 





The Presidio of San Francisco . 
Many are Called but Few are Chosen 
Extracts from the Diary of Fastidious Ignatz 



65 
68 

70 



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Contents 



Happy Days in the Kitchen 

Saturday Morning Inspection 

San Francisco 

The Army Rumor 

Extended Order Drill 

Bayonet Drill 

The Pack .... 

Thirty Dollars a Day — Once a Month 

Gas ..... 

The Top Kicker . 

"Stripes" .... 

The Rifle Range 

Regimental Exhibition at Camp Fremont 

A Doughboy's Wedding 

"Close to Disgrace, or the Pill Rollers' 

The First Fire Call at Camp Fremont 

Last Days at Camp Fremont 

Eight Trains, Eight Days, the Pride of the 

Off Again! On Again! Camp Mills 

Little Old New York 

Thirty-six Hours on the "Pocahontas" 

Good Old Army Fatigue 

The Mill ...... 



Last 



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Eighth 



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96 
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103 
107 
109 
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117 
119 
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126 
128 

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136 
144 

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151 

154 

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160 



BOOK III 



Shorty Brown 
We're in the Army Now 
The Soldier's Lament . 
"G" Company Eggs 



165 
168 
169 
170 



Contents 


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PAGE 


The Fighting First Platoon 


• 175 


A Soldier's Rubaiyat 


. 176 


Beau Brummel ........ 


• 177 


The Modest Third Platoon 


• 177 


Did You Ever! 


. 178 


From Camp Mills to Norfolk 


• 179 


"The Raving" 


. 185 


Put 'em Out 


. 188 


The National Game — Passing the Buck 


. 188 


BOOK IV 




Colonel Alfred Aloe . . . . 


• 193 


Lieutenant Colonel Homer N. Preston 


197 


Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry. Listed According tc 


) 


Seniority 


201 


Regimental Staff. ....... 


. 217 


Schedule of Instruction, Twelfth Infantry 


. 220 


Non-Commissioned Staff ...... 


. 222 


The Sky Pilot's Story 


225 


The First Battalion 


233 


The Second Battalion ...... 


238 


The Third Battalion ....... 


242 


Intelligence Section ....... 


248 


Men on Staff of Twelfth Infantry Book . 


253 


Headquarters Co. 


257 


Machine Gun 


264 


Supply Company 


269 


Medical Detachment 


272 


"A" Company 


277 


" B " Company 


283 



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In Memoriam 


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328 


Roster of Officers and Men of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 
191 8-1919, Listed According TO Company and Giving Permanent 

Address of Each Member of the Regiment . . . 329 


Fraternity 


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Our 


Regiment 


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425 



Illustrations 



The Colors 

Three of the Twelfth's Civil War Veterans 

Presidio of San Francisco .... 

San Francisco, California 

Camp Fremont, California . 

In the Course of Training . 

Menlo Park, California 

General Views over Camp Fremont 

With the Mule Skinners 

The Regimental Exchange . 

We are Taught the Profession of a Soldier 

Athletics at Camp Fremont .... 

Victory-Peace Celebration, New York 

Camp Mills to Newport News 

Officers' Portraits 

Official Business .... 

At Headquarters .... 

Reveille ..... 

Men on Twelfth Infantry Book Staff 

Scenes at Camp Stuart, Virginia . 

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III 

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216 
217 

252 

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Illustrations 



The Twelfth Settles in Wooden Barracks 

Sidelights 

Duties at Southern Camps . 
Snap and Pep .... 

One of the Camp Attractions 
Sports ...... 

Bayonet Fighting 



FACING PAGE 
. 296 

. 322 
. 323 



Contributors to Twelfth Infantry Book 

The Twelfth Infantry Book has a larger number of contributors 
among the authors, artists, photographers, office and business staff than can 
be mentioned here. The following are the names of officers and men in 
addition to the men listed elsewhere with the staff ; besides these every 
company commander, first sergeant, and company clerk gave much of his 
time to the routine work and the preparation of rosters. Others who had 
a large part in the production are the many men in each company who 
furnished ideas from time to time and without whose enthusiasm the 
book would have been impossible. 

In addition to the photographs taken by members of the regiment, 
the International Film Service and Underwood and Underwood have 
allowed us to use a number of photographs copyrighted by them. 

EDITORIAL STAFF 

Franklin V. D. Bangs, Second Lieutenant; Louis A. Boiteux, Sergeant, Company 
"B"; Timothy G. Brereton, Sergeant, Company "B"; Gordan Bray, First Sergeant, 
Company "F"; Sherman K. Burke, First Lieutenant; Warner Clark, First Lieutenant; 
Norman B. Courteney, Captain; John V. Dees, Private First Class, Company "H"; 
John H. W. Field, Private, Company "D"; Theodore Fleurry, Corporal, Headquarters 
Company; John A. Fry, Private First Class, Company "M"; Frederic W. Ganzert, 
Private First Class, Medical Detachment; Walter M. Gilbert, Private, Company "G"; 
Clifton R. Gordon, First Lieutenant; Lance E. Go wen, First Lieutenant; Chaplain 
Donald T. Grey, First Lieutenant; Alton J. Hall, Private, Company "G "; H. B. Johnson, 
Corporal, Company " L " ; Burdette O. Kirkham, Private, Company " E " ; John McClane, 
Private, Company "F"; Herbert J. McChrystal, First Lieutenant; Thomas W. 
McManus, Private First Class, Company " C "; Charles L. MuUins, Jr., Major; Wilfrid J. 
Mulvaney, Corporal, Company, "H"; Harris M. Melasky, Major; Chaplain Joseph 
J. Murray, First Lieutenant; Paul V. Norrell, Private, Company "C"; Thomas F. Orr, 
Sergeant-major; Ralph W. Petersen, Captain, Medical Corps; Russell L. Peart, Private, 
Machine Gun Company; Alfred A. Samuelson, Private, Machine Gun Company; Lewis 
B.Schwellenbach.Corporal, Company "M"; William R. Schmidt, Major; Ragnar Sigtrig, 
Private First Class, Company "E"; George Thompson, Private, Company "G"; Waller 
H. Turner, Private, Company "A"; Jay R. Vessels, Private, Machine Gun Company; 
Alma J. Winters, Corporal, Company "G." 

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xvi Contributors to Twelfth Infantry Book 

ART STAFF 

Timothy G. Brereton, Sergeant, Company "B"; George H. Larsen, Private, Com- 
pany " I " ; Emil J. Lorange, Corporal, Company " H " ; Wallace H. McLauchlan, Private 
First Class, Headquarters Company; Jack Reinhard, Corporal, Company "K"; Alfred 
A. Samuelson, Private, Machine Gun Company; Leo Smith, Corporal, Machine Gun 
Company; Harold T. Spitznagel, Private, Machine Gun Company; Bert M. Torvanger, 
Private, Company "M"; Edward R. Watkins, Corporal, Company "G." 

OFFICE AND BUSINESS STAFF 

Sherman K. Burke, First Lieutenant; William H. Combs, First Lieutenant; 
Norman B. Courteney, Captain; Andy Fischer, Private, Headquarters Company; 
Frederic W. Ganzert, Private First Class, Medical Detachment; Clifton R. Gordon, 
First Lieutenant; James H. Graham, Regimental Sergeant-major; Edward E. Hadley, 
SupplySergeant, Supply Company; Charles W. Herrall, Private First Class, Company 
"H"; Ben Levy, Private First Class, Company "C"; Thomas W. McManus, Private, 
Company "C"; Ercil D. Porter, First Lieutenant; Mike A. Proctor, Private, Company 
"L"; Lewis B. Schwellenbach, Corporal, Company "M"; Bert Smith, Private, Head- 
quarters Company; Harold T. Spitznagel, Private, Machine Gun Company; Alfred A. 
Teague, Corporal, Company "C"; Mahlon E. Tray lor, Second Lieutenant; Waller H. 
Turner, Private, Company "A." 



Twelfth United States Infantry 
Its Story 1 798-1919 



Colonel Aloe's Address 

IT is with a feeling of inexpressible pride and a deep sense 
of the responsibility that has been mine that I address 
these words to the men of my Regiment. More constant 
devotion to an ideal and more loyalty and labor toward the 
tasks essential to its achievement I have never seen. 

To have been assigned to command the Twelfth Infantry 
was the fulfilment of a great desire. Years of service in the 
Regiment, when it was but a child, weak in nimibers but strong 
in the spirit which has ever been its great glory, gave me my 
love for the Regiment. I was determined on my arrival at 
Camp Fremont that if it was within my power to make the 
Twelfth a great regiment it should be great. To accomplish 
this seemingly superhimian task the cooperation of every 
officer, non-commissioned officer, and man was absolutely 
necessary. Cooperation and loyalty came with unending 
strength. However irksome the task, however long the hours 
of drill, whatever the conditions under which we worked, 
whether at liberty or in quarantine, there has always been a 
response great in strength and rich in the possibilities of 
development through training, for the material and the will 
were there. 

It was not the Twelfth of to-day that greeted me on my 
arrival. Conditions in the past had not aided its efforts to 

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4 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

achieve success. The life of the Eighth Division had been a 
stormy one. As the last of the original divisions in the first 
plans of the General Staff, it had suffered many changes of 
commanding generals. This had also been true of its regi- 
ments, particularly of the Twelfth. 

But we turned a new leaf with the arrival of General Hel- 
mick and settled down to the business of preparing the Twelfth 
for her part in the great struggle. Never did officers and men 
respond more nobly to the necessity for work. The officers 
and non-commissioned officers had seen the Regiment big in 
nimibers; then small when the training cadres were sent to the 
National Army Divisions; and then big again, and with early 
prospects of service overseas; only to have them destroyed 
when participation in the Siberian Expeditionary Forces was 
decided upon, and the men were taken from our Division. 

Again they took up the task of training new men. How- 
ever interesting it may be, however great may be the will to 
succeed, the recruit training period in a regiment is the most 
difficult. More so here, because of the number of times that 
it had been experienced. But we soon discovered that the 
men with whom we had to deal were of a type with which we 
had not come into contact before. Their willingness to learn 
and their ability soon made it apparent to all that we should 
be prepared for overseas much sooner than expected. This 
was gratifying in the extreme for it made possible the rushing 
of work and the addition of long hours of instruction. This 
made our progress so marked, that I was constantly the recipi- 
ent of praise from other regimental commanders and from 
my brigade and divisional generals. I shall always feel that 
my motto of "Snap and Pep" did its full share, for on parade 
or in review, at drill, at the target range, or in camp, I could 
always look with pride at the work that was being done. The 
touches and flashes of real military bearing and training were 
becoming regularly more frequent. 



Colonel Aloe's Address 5 

Thus in late October, 191 8, we were prepared to leave our 
Training Camp and "Proceed without delay" to the Port of 
Embarkation. There was not a man who was not ready to go. 
There was not a man who was not trained up to the very high- 
est point that careful instruction and devotion to his duty 
could bring him. The men had stood the test of the influenza 
epidemic and the attendant quarantine with great credit to 
themselves and the Regiment for which they had grown to care. 
There was in all a determination to achieve success for the 
Twelfth, for as true Twelfth Infantrymen they said, "the 
Twelfth has always been great and we must keep it so." It 
was simply the thing to be done and they were the ones to 
do it. 

We arrived at Camp Mills. Quarantine still hung to us like 
a plague, and though the temptations were many, the spirit 
of the Regiment was such that absence without leave and 
breaking quarantine were almost unknown. Our preparations 
for overseas went forward rapidly. Overseas equipment was 
issued, records checked, the advance and school cadres left for 
their ships and finally sailed away, and I was able to tell my 
commanding general that my Regiment was ready for depar- 
ture. Then came the nerve-racking period of postponements. 
Through the terrible uncertainty of what was going to happen, 
carrying with it the possibility of the defeat of otir hopes, the 
men still held the same willingness to endure hardships, and 
they were many, that had always characterized the work of 
the Regiment. 

I shall ever be filled with a solemn feeling of gratitude to 
have commanded a regiment whose officers and men re- 
sponded to the duty imposed upon them so nobly. I shall 
always have the feeling that though denied our great desire for 
service with the Expeditionary Forces in France, we have done 
our part. We did not stay at home. We were kept at home. 
We did all that we could and have striven for the recognition 



6 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

that comes from service rendered. Who is there that can say 
that the Twelfth has failed to achieve success, and great 
success? Who can say that we are not deserving of the praise 
that has been given the Twelfth in the past, even unto Civil 
War days when they said of our predecessors, "Well done, 
thou good and faithful servant." 

To you, the officers and men of my Regiment, I can say 
without reservation, that you have served the Twelfth Infan- 
try well. You have added to its already glorious record, a 
chapter which will live long in the history of the Service, a 
chapter of imfulfilled desire, but of duty nobly done. 



Hail! Victors! 

(a tribute to the boys who went "over") 

SAVIORS of Humanity, We hail Thee! 
To You who have Gone Before us that the World 
might Live ! Fearless, dauntless — like your Forefathers 
before You; cleaving the Darkness and clearing the Jungle; 
opening to the Paths of Civilization, the Impenetrable Swamps 
of Doubt; bridging the Yawning Chasm of Unbelief; rescuing 
the Mothers of Men that their Children might Carry On to 
Rejoice! 

We give Thanks! 

To You who have Saved Countless Thousands! Braving 
the Man-made-Hell which even God Himself Frowned to look 
upon; knowing no Hesitancy, dodging no Issue; laughing in 
the Face of Death and jesting with his Angel; giving Steel for 
Steel and with every Thrust driving Home a Message of 
Repentance; asking no Quarter but granting It; denying to 
Yourselves the Sweets of Existence that the Weaker might 
Live! 

We implore Blessings! 

Makers of World Democracy! Sacrificing Havens and 
Happiness, gazing into the Future of Darkness with Unper- 
turbed Calm; living and laughing on Beds of Thorns; scoffing 
at the Fantasy of Tribulation and grinning into Jaws of Molten 
Steel; forging Onward! Onward! where only the Ogre of 

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8 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

Death feared not to Stalk; giving All for Nothing — only that 
the Voice of Liberty might Carol! 

We doff our Caps! 

To You who came not Home! Giving with a Smile the 
Life that Purity gave unto You; passing into the Great Beyond 
with a Murmur of Thanks that You had Lived — to Die — for 
the Cause; knowing that There amid the Frightful Carnage 
where Man met Beast waited the Grim Reaper; meeting him 
with the same Strength of Purpose with which you met the 
Invader; cheating him at Every Turn yet willing To Give 
when Your Work had been Done; facing Your God with a 
Clear Conscience, knowing that That for which You had 
Fought — and Died — had Not been Done in Vain! 

We offer Fervent Prayers! 



The History of the Twelfth 

THIS history of the Twelfth Infantry is not complete, we 
fear, for the years have been long since the original 
establishment of the Regiment. The oppor- 
tunities and incentives for the keeping of records S^j^e,!^ 
have been few and much that is invaluable has been 
lost. But it is a task to which we may turn with a full sense of 
its greatness. To write the story of a Regiment whose work 
and whose success are so closely bound up with the military 
victories of our country is truly an opportunity and a privilege. 

The War of 1812, the Mexican War, the Civil War, the 
Indian Campaigns, the protection of the West, the Spanish- 
American War and the Campaign in Cuba, and the Philippine 
Insurrection, each have their chapter in the work of the 
Twelfth. 

Though denied the great desire of every man in the Regi- 
ment for service with the American Expeditionary Forces, still 
it can be said that the Twelfth contributed its share to the 
winning of the Great War. Of the officers who received their 
training in the Twelfth, many have commanded organizations 
in France. Thirteen himdred men trained in the Twelfth 
Infantry are serving with the Expeditionary Force in Siberia. 
Over one hundred non-commissioned officers were sent to 
train men in the National Army. These positive contribu- 
tions to the winning of the war entitle those of us who are 
now members of the Twelfth to feel that we have done our 

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10 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

share in this war, although not in any degree as great a share as 
we sought to play. Of each of these episodes in the life of the 
Regiment we shall speak in more detail in their proper order, 
offering first a Prologue. 

At the close of the Revolutionary War relations between 
the United States and England were not in any degree 
The First ^s harmonious as those which exist to-day. War 
tionTy^gS- 1°°"^^^ ominously on the horizon. The stage in 
1800 Europe was being set for the Napoleonic Wars. It 

was a question as to whether England or France 
would be the country with which we should become engaged. 
Preparations for national defence were considered necessary. 
And as part of the preparation for the threatened danger, the 
Twelfth Infantry was organized in July of 1798. It soon 
became apparent that the crisis was over and after an unevent- 
ful life of a little over two years the Twelfth Infantry was 
mustered out in July, 1800. 

The first vital episode in the history of the Twelfth was 
in the War of 18 12. At the time of the declaration of 
The First ^^r, June 18, 18 12, the Regular Army of the United 
The War States numbered 6,744 officers and men. Congress 
of 181 2 had some time prior to this made provision for an in- 
crease of the military forces to 35,000 men but this 
increase had never reached more than the paper stage. 

The Twelfth was provided for under the act of June 26, 
1812, and was to be composed of ten companies of 103 men and 
3 officers. In addition to this there was to be a field officers' 
staff section, and non-commissioned staff of 13 officers and 
men. The strength of the Regiment was to be 1073. It is 
very doubtful if the Regiment ever reached its full strength, 
for the conflicting conditions in the organization of the regular 
army and the militia for service in this war made the status of 
all regular regiments, which were organized for the emergency, 
rather uncertain. It is true that the Twelfth played a prom- 



History of the Twelfth ii 

inent part in the campaign although doubtful whether it fought 
always as a regiment. 

The campaign of this war is properly divided into four 
parts. That in the West which covered the operations in 
Ohio and the attempted invasion of Canada from 
Detroit. The operations of the Niagara frontier ^ J^® 

Campaigns 

with the battles which contemplated the entrance 
into Canada from the region of the Niagara River, the opera- 
tions of the North from Lake Champlain down the St. Law- 
rence River which had as a part of its objective the capture of 
Montreal. Last, and to many the most important, were the 
combined military and naval operations of Chesapeake Bay 
which culminated in the capture of Washington. 

In the first of these, the operations in the West, the Twelfth 
played no part. In the operations on the Niagara frontier the 
only engagement in which the Twelfth took part was that at 
Black Rock, New York, on November 28, 18 12, 
where a successful engagement was fought against ^'**^^ ^°^^> 

I0I2 

the English troops, the Twelfth being part of the 
attacking forces. Black Rock was one of the chain of forts 
near Buffalo and on the Niagara River. 

When we turn to the third phase of the campaign we find 
the Twelfth playing an important part. In 18 13 the opera- 
tions on the Northern Frontier contemplated an 
attack on Montreal for which two separate forces ^^^° Canada 

in 1813 

were organized. One under General Wilkinson was 
to start from the foot of Lake Ontario and go down the St. 
Lawrence River. The other under General Hampton was to 
cooperate from the foot of Lake Champlain. 

The Twelfth was a part of General Wilkinson's advance 
corps which started its descent of the St. Lawrence, 
meeting the British in position at Crystler's Field on pj^j^ 

the nth of November. After an attack which lasted 
two hours and in which the advance corps' casualties 



12 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

were 338 killed and wounded, it was decided to abandon 
the campaign for the winter. The army of General Wilkin- 
son withdrew to the American shore and went into winter 
quarters. 

In 1 8 14 there was a revival of the plan for the invasion of 
Canada, the Twelfth again taking part. General 
Into Canada Wilkinson was in command of the forces. On the 
iSiT"^ 3^^^ ^^ March he crossed the border and attacked 
the British at La CoUe Mill. This attack failed 
and the troops withdrew to Plattsburg where in June another 
expedition in which the Twelfth participated was started 
against Odelltown in Lower Canada. This battle 
j^jji° ^ was fought on July 3, 18 14, and is the last men- 
tion of any participation by the Twelfth in the 
Campaigns of the North. 

In two battles in the campaign in the Chesapeake Bay 

region the Twelfth figured prominently, at Bladensburg, 

Maryland, August 23, 18 14, and at Fort McHenry, 

The Cam- September 13, 18 14. These battles were part of the 

paign in the r- ^' -r r- 

Chesapeake Campaign of the British which was a combined 
military and naval operation against the region of 
the Chesapeake Bay. A part of this campaign, it is well known, 
involved the capture and the burning of the City of Washing- 
ton. The Battle of Bladensburg was a futile attempt 
Biadens- ^^ ^-^^ ^^^^ ^^ ^^^ Americans to prevent the Brit- 
ish reaching Washington. Had it not been for the 
presence of a few regular regiments, the American force would 
have been completely defeated. As it was, the superiority in 
numbers of the British over the trained men we had in the 
field was such that the raw troops, volunteers of but a few 
weeks' training, were unable to make up the difference and 
after a short and valiant defense the troops were forced to 
retire leaving the road to the Capital open. It will always be 
remembered by all who know the Regiment that it was part 



History of the Twelfth 13 

of the honor of the Twelfth to have fought in the battle 
of Fort McHenry for here it was that the Na- Fort 

tional Anthem, The Star Spangled Banner, was writ- McHenry 
ten by Francis Scott Key. 

We cannot close this extremely brief account of the story 
of the Regiment without a commentary on the lack of records 
which make further details of the participation of the Twelfth 
impossible. The confusion resulting from the lack of a stabil- 
ized program of military legislation caused the part played by 
any particular unit to become almost submerged in the whole 
campaign and yet the fact that in three of the four phases 
of the general campaign the Twelfth participated is proof of 
its activity. It served well in victory and defeat and to 
its honor will be always present the fact that it served 
at the battle which gave the inspiration for the writing of 
the national anthem. With it ends a detached chapter in 
the history of the Regiment, detached because the peace-time 
army had at this time but eight infantry regiments. The 
Twelfth consolidated in May, 18 15, with the 14th and 20th 
Infantries to form the 4th Infantry and this brings to a close 
the first episode. 

The War with Mexico opened in 1846. With the beginning 
of hostilities we find the Twelfth organized for the third time ; 
this time imder the Acts of February 11, 1847, and 
March 3, 1847. It is interesting to note that this, Episode, 
the second episode in the history of the Twelfth '^^^ ^^ 
Infantry again contemplated service on foreign 
soil. As in the War of 18 12 two of the Twelfth's cam- 
paigns carried the regimental colors into Canada, so here 
they were to be carried into Mexico, finally reaching the 
capital when Mexico City fell before the forces of General 
Scott. 

The organization having been completed, the Regiment 
was assigned to General Pierce's Brigade. This later formed 



14 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

part of General Gideon J. Pillow's Division and left to join 
General Winfield Scott who was at that time in Mexico. The 

departure took place in June, 1847. In the five weeks 
Twelfth which followed, until the expedition reached Scott, 
joins Gen- four engagements were fought. These were at Na- 
rwT"^tt ^^^^^^ Bridge, Paso de Ovejas, again at National 

Bridge, and at Plan del Rio. General Pierce's Bri- 
gade joined Winfield Scott at Pueblo on the ninth of August in 
1847. Two days before this, General Scott, knowing of the ap- 
proach of reenforcements, resumed his march on Mexico City. 
At this time General Pierce's Brigade consisted of the Ninth, 
Twelfth, and Fifteenth Infantry regiments. It participated in 
the march toward Mexico City. On August 19th, when this 
march was held up at Contreres, a battle ensued which is notable 
for its brilliance and for the part which the Twelfth played, both 
in the engagement and in the pursuit of the defeated enemy. 
The Battle of Contreres was an enveloping movement of 
the Mexican forces then holding a fortified position. The 

City of Contreres occupies a commanding position 

on the road to Mexico City. It is in itself a natural 
fortress and would unquestionably require the assistance of 
artillery to accomplish its occupation. The main element was 
an envelopment by two brigades with a frontal attack on the 
Mexican position by the Ninth and the Twelfth Infantries. 
The following extract describes the part of the Twelfth: 
" Valencia, the Mexican Commander, endeavored in vain to 
crush the persistent advance, with his overwhelming and 
superior volume of fire, but with no apparent success until the 
line had advanced to within two hundred and fifty yards of his 
batteries. Colonel Ransome was forced to halt to allow 
General Smith with the artillery an opportunity to close in in 
rear, and as General Smith closed in Captain Wood with the 
Twelfth Infantry charged the front of the Mexican position. 
The battle was won. The Mexicans fled. " 



History of the Twelfth 15 

Colonel Bonham, commanding the Twelfth, was disabled 
in the fight and the command fell to Captain Wood of "C" 
Company who led the charge and the pursuit which followed. 
General Smith's Brigade, which supported the attacking line, 
was composed of the First Artillery, Third Infantry, and the 
Rifle Regiment. 

The pursuit of the retreating Mexican force was taken up 
by four companies of the Twelfth with Captain Wood in 
command. These companies were B, C, H, and K. . 

After defeating the Mexicans again at San Antonio, 
they drove them on the following day, August 20th, beyond 
the village of Churubusco and into Tete du Pont, thus causing 
a detour of the key fortification southeast of Mexico City 
known as T^te du Pont, and allowing the enemy to seek 
shelter with a force of seven thousand Mexicans, four p^^^ 

thousand infantry and three thousand cavalry, under 
Santa Ana. This force was the ' ' flower of the Mexican Army. " 

When Valencia arrived at this place of safety he turned 
upon his pursuers and opened fire, and the four companies from 
our Regiment, despite the fact that they were tired and battle- 
worn, despite the fact that they were outnumbered by such 
tremendous odds, held back the enemy for one-half hour imtil 
reinforcements arrived. After this victory General Scott 
offered an armistice which was accepted on August 23, 1847. 
After the fighting started again on September 7th, our Regiment 
was garrisoned at Mixcano. It had in truth borne the bnmt 
of the fire of the attack, was depleted in numbers, and saw no 
further action. However, on September 14th, when the Mexi- 
cans surrendered their capital and General Scott made his 
triumphant entry into Mexico City, he asked 
that the entire Regiment join him in order to par- Entry into 
ticipate in the ceremony. The object of the cam- city 

paign having been attained and a successful peace 
concluded, the Regiment was mustered out June 8, 1848. 



i6 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

The next reorganization of the Regiment was provided for 
by personal decree of President Lincoln on May 4, 

g^^^^J""*^ 1 86 1. This is the real beginning of continuous ser- 

The Civil vice for our organization. 

War, 1861- 'pj^g Regiment was organized at Fort Hamilton 
in New York harbor. On March 5 , 1 862 , it was moved 

to Washington, D. C. and attached to Brigadier General 

Sykes's Brigade as a part of the Army of the Potomac. The 
Army of the Potomac then moved to Hampton Roads 

With the ^Q g^^j.^ -^.g rnarch up the Virginia Peninsula. The 

Army or the i t^ • i ^7-1 

Potomac fii'st campaign on the Penmsula was at Yorktown, 
and lasted from April 5th to May 4th. General 
McClellan was in command of the army which disembarked at 
Fortress Monroe and marched up the Peninsula without im- 
pediment until it reached the Warwick River near the fortified 
town of Yorktown. The Union Army prepared to 
°^^ lay siege to the town and actually stayed there a 
month making preparation. 

The position of the Twelth was directly in front of York- 
town, our men during this period drilling, building roads, 
trenches, and doing guard duty. After a month of preparation 
our army awoke to find that the Confederates had decided to 
evacuate the city. They then marched up before Richmond 
where they stayed seven days, from June 26th to July 2, 1862. 
Here again our Regiment was in the exact center of 
Gaines's ^j^^ Union force, being located at Gaines's Mill imder 

Mill ° 

the leadership of Major Glitz. 
Lee apparently decided at that time to destroy the Army of 
the Potomac. His plan of attack evidently was to cut through 
the middle, break the army in two, roll back one flank to one 
side, and after its destruction, to turn to the other flank. The 
Twelfth was outnumbered two to one by the Confederates. 
As was perfectly consistent with his plan, Lee's first point of 
attack was the center. He made repeated efforts to break the 




The colors 



Three of the Twelfth's Civil War Veterans 




Harry M. Sherman 
Private Company " G" 



William Cassidy 
Private Company "H" 



Clark A. Crimi 
Sergeant Company "F " 



History of the Twelfth 17 

line but the men of our Regiment held like steel, Lee was forced 
to give up his campaign and the Army of the Potomac was 
saved. 

"Of all the battles of the Civil War that of Gaines's Mill 
stands out most prominently in the history of the Twelfth 
Infantry. It was the Regiment's first battle and, due to its 
conspicuous part in bearing the burden of the Confederate 
attacks on the right center of the 5th Corps and being con- 
fronted by twice its numerical strength and without breast- 
works, holding every inch of its ground for over six hours, it 
earned the praise of those who recognized its real fighting 
ability." 

On June 30th, Lee attacked at Malvern Hill. The Twelfth 
with the Fourteenth Infantry in a charge turned 
the tide in this battle. Lee, after firing a few desul- ■^^'^^ 
tory shots, retreated and abandoned his attempt to 
destroy the Army of the Potomac. 

The Battle of Cedar Mountain was the first engagement 
of the new campaign. In this two battalions of our Regiment 
and two companies of the Eighth Infantry opened 
the battle, being chosen by the general to cover the ^^^ 
front advance of the division. The fighting qualities 
displayed by our men at that time brought forth the fol- 
lowing praise from General T. M. Anderson: "Their part, 
I have occasion to know, excited the admiration of the 
enemy. They fought in a way that convinced him they 
were regulars." 

One of the members of Company "H," Corporal John 
Younger, was awarded a medal of honor for bravery during 
this battle. Through a mistake the Regiment's own batteries 
in the rear were subjecting it to fire. Younger was sent back 
to warn the batteries and though badly wounded he rushed in 
between the guns and delivered the message. 

After this engagement. Pope drew up his army and prepared 



1 8 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

for the Second Battle of Bull Run. Once again we find our 

Regiment holding the center of the line. Many attacks were 

lodged against it but were easily repulsed. However, 

Second both flanks gave way, and in order to avoid becoming 

Battle of , . . , 

BuURun hemmed m, it became necessary to retreat. 

At this time Lee decided again to take the offen- 
sive and capture Maryland. McClellan saw that the best method 
of defense against this attack would be an offensive, so he met 
the enemy at Antietam. The battle lasted two days 
and was an extremely fierce struggle. Our Regiment 
again was in the center of the line holding positions for artillery. 

"The part of the Twelfth Infantry, while in front of the 
attack, was greatly in the support of the artillery and bearing 
liberally their share in the burden of holding the center of the 
line." No decision was gained by either side, but finally Lee 
withdrew, admitting a tactical defeat, gave up his ambition 
in the conquering of Maryland, and went back to Virginia. 
The Regiment was sent to Shepherdstown Ford on September 
19th and stayed there until October 29th. At this time 
General Bumside was placed in command of the army and he 
decided to follow Lee into Virginia. 

The campaign with Bumside in Virginia opened the skir- 
mishes at Snickers Gap. In the movement toward Freder- 
icksburg the Twelfth Infantry led General Hooker's 
i,^^ Division. They took part in the big battle of the 

second day and found themselves directly in line with 
the enemy's fire. "In this position, prone upon their faces and 
lying side by side with the dead in the battle of the day 
before, unable to eat or take a drink of water without drawing 
a fatal fire from the enemy, and unable to return this fire, the 
Twelfth Infantry and a brigade of recruits held the Confeder- 
ate Army in its earthworks for twelve hours during Simday, 
December 14th, until relieved by the First Minnesota 
Infantry after dark/ 



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History of the Twelfth 19 

On the following night Bumside decided to withdraw. The 
withdrawal was to be covered by Buchanan's Brigade of which 
the Twelfth was a part. The battalions of the Twelfth occu- 
pied the outskirts of the town and were the last to withdraw. 
Bumside then attempted without success to ttim 
Lee's flank and the result was the famous "mud ^^fi^^ 

"Mud 

march" in which the Twelfth participated. March" 

The attempt to outflank Lee was unsuccessful, and 
Bumside was forced to withdraw. The Twelfth then went 
into camp at Falmouth in Virginia for the winter. At Freder- 
icksburg on June 29, 1863, the Twelfth held the Germania 
plank road and with the defeat of the Union armies withdrew 
to the north. During the rout of the nth Corps at the Battle 
of Mineral Springs Run "Sykes's Division, with the 
Twelfth Infantry leading, was sent at the double- Mineral 
quick to its assistance." At this time the Twelfth Run 

Infantry held the right of Sykes's Division, part of the 
5th Corps. 

Lee then again decided on a northern campaign, this time 
having as his objective the State of Pennsylvania. He kept 
his right flank at Fredericksburg and extended his left in a 
fan-like way until it reached up into Pennsylvania. General 
Hooker decided to attack his right flank at Fredericksburg but 
those in higher command refused to permit such a course. 
General Hooker resigned and General Meade was then placed 
in command and led his army forth to give battle to 
the enemy at Gettysburg. 

The situation at Gettysburg was as follows: The Union 
Army occupied a hill known as Cemetery Hill. At 
their extreme left there were two hills, a larger one "^^^ 

Twelfth on 

called Roimd Top and the smaller Little Roimd Top. ^1,5 Round 
These positions were taken over by the Twelfth In- Tops 

fantry on the second day and held throughout the 
remainder of the battle. The Confederate Army was located 



20 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

on another ridge known as Seminary Ridge, a few hundred 

yards away. 

The fight started on July ist. During that day there were 
several attempts made to take Round Top ; some of them al- 
most succeeded, but during the second day, after the arrival 
of the Twelfth in those positions, the enemy discovered that 
capture of them was impossible and no further attempt was 
made. The battle continued until July 3d and on that day 
Lee decided to stake all upon a final charge, designating 
General Pickett to take Cemetery Hill. This charge was a 
failure; Lee retreated back to Williamsburg. 

The regiment took part in the pursuit of Lee to Virginia on 
July 24th, at which time the second battalion was sent to 
New York to quell draft riots and stayed in New 
Lee Retires York from August 1 6th to September 14th, then 
Virginia rejoining the army at Culpeper, Virginia, on Sep- 
tember 22d. That fall Meade and Lee conducted 
their campaign of maneuvers, having slight skirmishes at 
Bristow Station and Mine Rim, the latter taking place from 
November 26th to November 30, 1863. Both generals were 
simply sparring for a hold and nothing was accomplished until 
they retired for the winter. 

During that winter the army was placed under command of 
General Grant and the next spring the vigorous policy of the 
capture of Richmond and Lee's army was adopted. 
Under Grant's policy was one of hitting hard blows one 
Virginia after another until the enemy was defeated. He had 
been able to defeat the Confederate leaders of the 
West with this policy and thought that the same would be 
effectual against Lee, but he misjudged his man and soon found 
himself in the Wilderness, the same forest in which Lee had 
bottled up Hooker. 

Grant gave battle on May 5 th and it was fought for a whole 
day. No decision was reached other than a decision in Grant's 



History of the Twelfth 21 

mind to change his policy. The Twelfth took part in this 
encounter but like all other regiments was unable to do any- 
thing because of the nature of the position. The Regi- 
ment went with Grant later in the Battle of Spottsyl- wudem^sJ 
vania, on May 8th, and Grant was again defeated. 

Throughout the remainder of this summer it took part in 
a large number of skirmish battles, none of which were par- 
ticularly important. These battles were North Anna River, 
May 22d, Totopotomoy, May 28th, Cold Harbor, June ist, 
Petersburg, June i6th, Weldon Railroad, August i8th. Poplar 
Springs Church, September 29th, Boydton Road, October 27th. 
Finally on November 2d the Regiment was sent to New York, 
the first battalion to Elmira and the second battalion to Fort 
Hamilton, where they stayed until July, 1865, doing guard 
duty. The Regiment had been in actual service during the 
war for a period of over three years. 

The fourth episode in Twelfth Infantry nistory is the 
period of reconstruction and the winning of the West. 
Here no less than in the other phases of national The Fourth 
affairs the Twelfth played its part with the same in- Episode, 
tense and extended participation that characterized the West 
its every effort since the time of its establishment. 

The close of the war saw the Twelfth returning to the 
scene of its former triumphs when it was stationed at Richmond, 
and from 1865 to 1869 it was near the defenses of 
Washington. Students of history will remember the ^^^ °^ 
extensive part that the units of the Regular Army 
played in the protection and development of the West in this 
period when the entire trend of movement of population was 
westward. The "Regulars" were known from one end of the 
country to the other in these new territories, as well they might 
be, for in no small degree was the success of the efforts of the 
settlers, hindered as they were by hostile Indians, due to these 
same "Regulars." 



22 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

This period also brings into existence a new phase of 
Twelfth Infantry life and the organization of the Regiment. 
The nature of the regimental duties was such that 
Period of large units were not required. The company as a 
Ltf™^*"^ unit would suffice, and so during this time there oc- 
curred, as will be seen from the record, a great separa- 
tion and distribution of companies throughout the length and 
breadth of the Western Territory. As a natural result of this 
there grew up a great spirit of company rivalry, and many and 
long are the descriptions of the meetings of two or more com- 
panies, after long periods of separation in both time and dis- 
tance, when the coming of the paymaster and the willingly 
admitted need of not inconveniencing that worthy gentleman, 
meant an assembling of units. At this time there was in the 
Twelfth, as was common among many of the Regular Army 
regiments, a decided tendency toward the centralization in one 
company of men of one nationality and this readily tended to an 
increase in the company pride and feeling. The officers were 
just as proud of their individual companies as the men and 
would fight just as long orally and physically as any man would, 
and tradition tells us that both forms of encounter occurred. 

This was the period of the Indian Campaigns. The con- 
ditions under which they were fought, with frontier posts as 
bases of operations, in difficult country, and against 
^^'^. an enemy that was an acknowledged master at the 

Campaigns -' , ^ 

particular art of traveling required, made them 
difficult, and when successful, a noteworthy achievement. 
Marches whose length was regulated not by map distance 
or schedules of movement were frequent. Water was the rul- 
ing consideration, and well it might be, in country such as 
that through which they fought. A day's march was the dis- 
tance from one water hole to another, be the distance fifteen 
or forty miles, often the latter. 

In 1873, "B" Company built the telegraph line extending 



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main post 




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History of the Twelfth 23 

from Yuma to San Diego and in the same year "E" and "G" 
Companies fought a campaign against the Modoc Indians in 
northeastern CaHf ornia. Two years later found " C " and " F " 
Companies fighting Indians in Nevada. In 1877 four com- 
panies of the Twelfth, "B," "C," "D," and "F," fought in the 
Nez Perces Campaign. At the completion of the campaign 
"C" Company went from Idaho to Angel Island, California. 
The route followed was down the Missouri River to Omaha 
and then by rail to the Pacific Coast. 

The year of 1878 is a notable one in the history of Indian 
Wars. It was in this year that the extensive campaign of 
the Bannock War occurred. The field in which the 
activities of these Indians were carried out was "^^ 
Oregon and Idaho. Five companies of the Twelfth 
Infantry— "B," "C," ''D," "F," and "K,"— took part in the 
campaign. 

Three years later the Regiment was in Arizona, this time 
fighting Apaches. "D" Company in this year saved Fort 
Apache. In this brief statement of the activities in 

— ^ A n Acli ft 

which the Twelfth participated it must be remem- campaigns 
bered that the companies were small. The hard- 
ships were many and the character of fighting such as to show 
the true ability and worth of the soldiers engaged. Records 
show that wherever the Twelfth Infantry took part, their work 
was well done. 

In the campaign against the Modocs of California in 1873, 
part of the expedition came from the Coast Artillery troops in 
San Francisco and had it not been for the splendid 
work of the Twelfth Infantry in covering the tactical „ ^ 

•^ *^ ^ Modocs in 

blunders made by the leader of the expedition it California 
is doubtful if any would have returned to tell the tale. 

In 1882 the Regiment went to New York State. This is 
probably the first time in ten years that the Regiment was 
together as such. A period of garrison life followed with no 



24 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

events of particular importance, save that "E" Company in 
1885 attended the funeral of General Grant as a guard of honor. 

In 1890 we find the Twelfth again on an Indian Campaign, 
this time against Sitting Bull. Three companies — "A," "B," 
and "C" — were patrolling the Brule Reservation and "A," 
"G," and "H," Companies took active part in the campaign 
to arrest him. In 1891, "E" Company again acted as the 
guard of honor at the funeral of a great general, this time Gen- 
eral Sherman at St. Louis, and in the following year "E" 
Company formed the guard at the Columbian Exposition in 
Chicago. 

1894 found " G" Company doing patrol duty in Indian Ter- 
ritory and at the same time " E " Company was on duty in the 
City of Chicago during the great railroad strike of that year. 
1 895 found the entire Regiment assembled to garrison at Fort 
Niobrara, Nebraska. 

In this period the Regiment consisted of two battalions. 
The companies were seldom if ever at the authorized strength 
of sixty-five men. The nature of the work, while difficult, 
did not call for large numbers and so at the close of this period 
the Twelfth Infantry bore little resemblance to the Regiment 
which we find playing a decisive part in the Spanish- American 
War. 
^ On the 19th of April, 1898, the Twelfth Infantry went to 

Fifth Chickamauga Park in Georgia. This was a mobiliza- 
Episode. tion camp for embarkation for Cuban service. At 
The Span- ^j^ig time the third battalion was organized. In the 
icanWar proccss of Organization the third battalion received 
1898 the name "MILKing the Regiment." The reason 

is apparent for companies "I," "K," "L," and "M" 
The Twelfth were the new children brought into existence, 
with Gen- The Twelfth was in General Chaffee's Third Bri- 

gade, sailed for Cuba June 14, 1898, and landed six 
days later. One of the ptirposes of the campaign in Cuba was 



History of the Twelfth 25 

to capture Santiago. They landed in southern Cuba. The 
plan of attack was to go up through the mountainous regions 
and attack Santiago from the East. 

The Spaniards put up a slight resistance at Guascama on 
July 25th but were soon repulsed and retreated back towards 
Santiago, so our force advanced upon the city. The two 
principal defenses were forts at San Juan Hill, which was in a 
direct line in front of the city, and El Caney, which was about 
four and a half miles northeast of San Juan Hill. The plan 
was to attack both of these at the same time. The principal 
fort was at San Juan Hill. It was thought that El Caney 
could be captured in a couple of hours and it would be pos- 
sible for the troops used there to then turn and aid the others 
in the attack upon San Juan. 

By this time the men of the Regiment had become accus- 
tomed to life in Cuba. They had been compelled, probably 
unnecessarily, to undergo numbers of hardships since 
the time they had arrived on the island. The great- ^r^b" 
est hardship was the lack of tobacco. They had left 
the ship with orders to take rations sufficient to last three days. 
They landed in a wild coimtry and their supply was soon 
depleted. 

They had wondered at first where they were going to take a 
bath in this country. There seemed to be nothing but mud 
and dirty water, but they soon found they could very easily 
emulate the example set for them by the natives and take one 
of nature's own baths, the only necessary thing being to take 
off their clothes and go outside. It was always raining a warm 
steady rain and they soon followed the native custom of tak- 
ing their baths with water supplied directly from the heavens. 
On Jime 28th, 29th, 30th, the Regiment was put to work with 
picks, shovels, and brushes repairing roads. The mud was deep 
and sticky and the men were very glad when the order came for 
them to move on and take part in actual combat. 



26 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

On July ist the force divided itself, one part starting the 

attack against San Juan and the other part with General 

Chaffee's brigade composed of the Twelfth and other 

^^^ infantries led the way towards El Caney. It was 
expected that the battle would only last a couple of hours and 
that victory would easily be won, but they reckoned not with 
the fighting efficiency and bravery of their enemy. Every 
man who fought with the Regiment at that time could not too 
loudly sing praises of the foe. 

At six in the morning the artillery started its bombardment. 
The infantry laid in the grass for two hours doing nothing; 
at 8 o'clock, however, they attempted to move forward. 
Suddenly from out of the hill as from out of the ground itself 
there came a volley of fire that absolutely stopped their pro- 
gress. They could not see the enemy, they could not protect 
themselves, they could neither move backward nor forward, 
they were compelled to lay in the grass protected only by small 
slopes in the hill, absolutely helpless. 

One member of the Regiment told in an interesting manner 
the adventures of that day, of the feeling of fear that came over 
the men seeing this line of fire come down upon them. He said 
that the first volley lit about one hundred feet ahead. Grad- 
ually as the targets were changed it came closer and closer. 
They could see the bullets raising the dust in front of them. 
He described the sensation of watching death approach being 
absolutely helpless without a possibility of defending himself. 
He said it was not the fear of death or of injury that struck 
them but simply their inability to help themselves. If they 
had been allowed to get up and fight they wotdd be only too 
glad, but he said that this sensation of being compelled to lie 
there and permit death to come upon them without putting up 
a fight brought on a sensation that was too unpleasant to 
describe. 

The battle went on all day long and it was not imtil late 



History of the Twelfth 27 

in the afternoon that the officers in command decided to 
attempt to storm the hill. The center of the enemy's strength 
was in a blockhouse on top of the hill and at 3 o'clock in the 
afternoon the Twelfth Infantry was ordered forward to attempt 
to capture it. After their day of slaughter at the foot of 
the hill with their nimibers very much depleted, the men of the 
Regiment were only too anxious to make this charge and the 
order was no sooner given than the men were up surging for- 
ward upon this fort. The national colors were carried to the 
roof of the building by Private Joseph E. Abele of "E" Com- 
pany. He remained there waving them as a sign of victory 
until ordered down. 

It was not until 7:30 in the evening that the battle was 
finally concluded. The men were tired and hungry, having 
had no opportunity to eat during the entire day. They felt 
that their part of the victory had been completed and they 
wanted to rest, but the order came for them to move on to San 
Juan. They were compelled to march receiving nothing but 
coffee until 1 1 130. It seems that the other force at San Juan 
had also been meeting with difficulties and General Chaffee's 
Brigade was ordered there to render them assistance. 

The Regiment was placed upon the left of the American 
force. This position also was upon a hill. The special ob- 
jective was a fort on the top of the hill. The only 
approach to the position where the Regiment was ^^-^"^ 
supposed to start its attack was a narrow road which 
was subject to enemy fire, and our Regiment has been repeatedly 
praised by the officers in higher command for the bravery and 
soldierly manner in which the men went into the battle line. 
A brigadier-general in command in speaking of this, says: 
"In spite of confusing conditions the formations were effected 
without hesitation. Although under stinging fire, companies 
rushed through the jungle, across the streams knee-deep, over 
the river bottom thickly set with barb-wire entanglements." 



28 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

The particular task to which the Twelfth was assigned was 
that of turning the enemy's right flank and this feat was ac- 
complished by the regiments in the brigade in a manner best 
described by the following official report: "General Hawkins 
deemed it possible to turn the enemy's right at Fort San Juan, 
but later under heavy fire this was found to be inadvisable for 
the First Brigade, but this was accomplished by the Third Bri- 
gade composed of the Twelfth, Seventh, and Seventeenth In- 
fantries coming up on General Hawkins's left." 

The battle lasted two days. Our Regiment was in it and 
fighting at all times, but because of its depleted condition was 
not given the opportunity of making the final charge. It was 
in the front line fighting bravely and courageously throughout, 
bearing its full share of the burden. In fact, so depleted was 
the Regiment after these two encounters that it was kept there 
guarding the road between El Caney and Santiago and stayed 
there tmtil the 14th of July when the city surrendered to the 
American force. The Regiment then went forward to partici- 
pate in the ceremonies. 

The order which sent the Twelfth to the Philippines gave 
no indication of the nature of the work to be done. Officers 
of the Regiment, knowing the Philippine situation, 
The Sixth were surprised to receive an order "To prepare for 
Episode. garrison duty in the Philippines. " "Officers and men 
Philippines are cncouragcd to take their families with them." 
On the 1 2th of March, 1899, the Regiment left New 
York for the Philippine Islands by way of the Suez Canal and 
the Indian Ocean. The trip lasted thirty-two days and the 
arrival at Manila occurred on April 14th. 

With the characteristic vigor which had always marked the 
operations of the Twelfth, the Regiment participated actively 
in the campaign about the City of Manila and in the guerrilla 
warfare in various parts of the Island of Luzon. One con- 
siderable battle was the work of the Twelfth and the Twelfth 



History of the Twelfth 29 

alone. It was an action against a guerrilla force in numbers. 
The enemy occupied a naturally strategic position from which 
they were able to withstand a determined and vigorous attack, 
but as one of our officers expressed it, "They could not shoot," 
with the result that an enveloping movement of both flanks 
and a combined frontal attack were possible. The movement 
was a brilliant success. The enemy resistance was broken 
instantly and a large part of the force captured or disabled. 
In 1900 the First Battalion went to the Island of Samar where 
a campaign, successful as before, was carried out, and in 1902 
the Regiment returned to the United States. 

Another journey to the Philippines took place in 1904. 
The Regiment was stationed on the Island of Luzon and the 
following year sent four companies, two from the First Battalion 
and Companies " K " and " L, " to the Island of Samar on a scout- 
ing expedition against a threatened guerrilla uprising. In 1906 
the Regiment returned again to the United States. 

In recent years the Twelfth has been a California regiment. 
Its stations were the Presidios of Monterey and San 

The 

Francisco. When the Mexican border mobilization seventh 
was ordered the Twelfth went to Nogales, Arizona, Episode, 
in the vicinity of which place it served for more than ^ Recent 
three years. In November, 191 5, a successful en- 
gagement occurred against the Mexicans at Nogales, Ari- 
zona. In this engagement Stephen Little of "K" Company 
was killed and the camp of the Twelfth Infantry was there- 
after known as Camp Stephen Little. During the 
engagement the Twelfth was commanded by Colonel ^*™p^*®- 

-^ phen Little 

Sage, a distinguished officer of the army who had 
been decorated with the medal of honor for distinguished 
bravery in action. Colonel Sage was later made a major- 
general in the National Army. 

Shortly after the outbreak of war between Germany and 
the United States the Twelfth was returned to San Francisco. 



o Twelfth U. S. Infantry 



On the 1st of June, 191 7, it was divided and two new regiments 
were formed. These were the Sixty- Second and Sixty- third In- 
fantries. One of these, the Sixty-second, formed part of the 
Fifteenth Infantry Brigade with the Twelfth to which organiza- 
tion our Regiment was assigned in the new army for service 
overseas. 

With high hopes of early service and an earnest determina- 
tion on the part of everyone to master the fundamentals 
of tactics and discipline, the Twelfth Infantry left for 

The Last 

Episode. Camp Fremont in January, 191 8. Two months pre- 
The Prepa- vious a large number of non-commissioned officers 
ration for j^^^ been scnt to the National Army divisions for 

France -^ 

training purposes and this deprived the Regiment 
of an essential part of its strength. However, at Camp 
Fremont, it was thought that the opportunity for training and 
the chance of overseas service in the near future would over- 
come the loss. 

Few men who served with the Twelfth during the ten 
months which followed, before our departure for overseas ac- 
tually occtirred, can fail to realize the great difficulties that 
were overcome. It seemed as if the 8th Division Regular were 
doomed to a life of disappointment and despair. There were 
eight changes of commanding generals, and the men to fill the 
division to war strength were slow in coming. The first con- 
tingent arrived in May. With an eagerness that was un- 
limited and exceeded only by the desire of the recruits to 
learn, an intensive training period started. 

August found the Division ready to go. General Graves 
was in command and had been Assistant Chief of Staff in 
Washington. Everything looked as if our hopes would be 
realized and realized soon ; but Dame Rumor with her charac- 
teristic lack of consideration for the desires of everyone and 
everything soon began to make her presence known. General 
Graves disappeared. It was rumored that "Secretary Baker 



Camp Fremont, California 



Division 
Head- 
quarters 




Supply 

road, 

mess 

halls, and 

officers' 

tents 




A comer 
in camp 



In the Course of Training 




Will we ever learn? 




According to regulations "Full Field and Ready to Go" 



History of the Twelfth 31 

is in Kansas City"; that "the transportation clerk in the 
Quartermaster's office issued a transportation request for two 
officers to go to Kansas City." "The Thomas did not leave 
the transport docks on her August trip." 

What did it mean? Where were we going? Many of the 
wiser heads talked of the accumulation of ships in San Fran- 
cisco Harbor and expressed the firm conviction that 
it meant a trip through the canal to France. When ^^® f ^^®" 

^ ° nan Force 

the blow fell finally it was staggering. The Division 
was not going anywhere. Instead we were to furnish some 
5,000 men and a few officers for replacement troops, destina- 
tion unknown. The return of General Graves and the official 
announcement from Washington cleared the situation: "Par- 
ticipation in Expeditionary Forces in Siberia has been deter- 
mined upon and Major-General Graves, commanding 8th Divi- 
sion Regular, is designated as Commander-in-Chief of the 
American Expeditionary Forces in Siberia." 

When our men had finally gone and we realized that eight 
months had passed since our arrival at Camp Fremont and 
that the opportunity for service overseas was as far from 
realization as it had been from the day of our arrival, the situa- 
tion indeed looked black but with a steadfastness of purpose 
and a determination to achieve success because it was the 
thing to be done, we took up again the task of intensive train- 
ing. One thing was in our favor. The long period of training 
that we had gone through served to lay in those who remained 
the foundation of discipline and the fundamental of tactics 
which made us capable of instructing and instructing well. 

The men that came to fill the gaps left by the Siberian 
transfers responded nobly and within sixty days from their 
arrival at Camp Fremont had reached a point in discipline 
and training where the commanding general felt ^^^ j^.jj^ 
himself justified in announcing that we were ready 
to depart. The departure took place the third week in 



32 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

October and the Twelfth arrived at Camp Mills on the ist 
of November. 

We were at last under the jurisdiction of the commanding 
general of the Port of Embarkation, that mysterious officer 
whose circulars and instructions had played such an important 
part in the last five months of our military career, and we felt 
indeed that our goal had been reached. 

Eight days before the signing of the armistice the final blow 
to our hopes and desires fell. The train commanders of the 
Twelfth were assembled in the office of the Camp Liaison 
Officer to receive their instructions for the movement to the 
troop ships. The colonel and the regimental staff were al- 
ready aboard ship and our baggage had gone. The Liaison 
Officer came out of the camp commander's office and an- 
nounced, "The movement is postponed twenty-four hours." 
The next day we heard the same thing, "The movement is 
postponed twenty-four hours." On the 5th of November the 
movement was postponed forty-eight hours and the following 
day at noon, shortly after the announcement of the capture of 
the city of Sedan, we were told that the movement had been 
postponed indefinitely. 

This is written at Camp Stuart, Virginia, at the Port of 
Embarkation at Newport News, with the sight of troops re- 
The E d burning by thousands from service overseas. We of 
the Twelfth cannot help but feel that a great privilege 
which we desired and worked for has been denied us. We feel 
without bitterness and resentment that we must learn the mean- 
ing of the oft -repeated phrase, "They also serve who only stand 
and wait." To have had the opportunity to serve with the 
American Expeditionary Forces in France was the ideal and 
ultimate aim of every man in the Regiment. Without the least 
feeling of extra confidence of what we might have done had it 
been possible for us to go overseas, it was, nevertheless, our 
desire for such service. 



History of the Twelfth 33 

There shall always be the feeling with every man whose 
privilege and honor it has been to serve in the Regiment that 
each has done his part. Had fortune been with us, as 
many times it seemed against us, we would have been able to 
have maintained the traditions of the past. We would have 
had the Twelfth Infantry in France the same regiment in 
spirit and achievement that it has been through past wars. 



PRAYER 



Bitter, O Lord, the thought that we who would, 

Could take no battle's chance for liberty. 

For sacrifice we must in the great Cause, 

Since urgent in our veins there beats the call 

To spend our blood in this the world's high day. 

How gladly would we trade a hero's grave 

For our safe service on this tamer shore. 

Called "Halt" at ocean's brink, what can we pray? 

Accept our purpose. Master, as our deed. 

True ! Yet comes again the bitterness. 

Lord, give us strength and purpose by long strife 

And sacrifice as high and glorious 

To fight the serpents coiling in our land 

And make secure the gains our brothers won. 



Keeping Faith 



" Take up our quarrel with the foe; 
To you from failing hands we throw 
The torch — be yours to hold it high. 
If ye break faith with us who die, 
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow 
In Flanders fields." 

THE great privilege of going Overseas was denied us. 
To others was given the glorious opportunity to 
grapple with the forces of Evil, to others was granted 
the right to battle for the sacred principles to which we dedi- 
cated our minds, our bodies, and our souls. It was not ours to 
traverse shell-plowed fields, to brave the perils of combat in 
the cruel Hght of star-shell, amid the pelting hail of shrapnel. 
Nor was it vouchsafed us to fall on gory field, our only dirge 
the roar of artillery and the shriek of projectile; not ours to lie 
beneath the lilies with the heroic dead long after the kindly 
years have healed the scars of to-day. 

All this was for those who went before us. It was their 
appointed work and they did it well. We revere our warrior 
kindred who rest beneath the sward in Flanders field. We 
glory in their deeds and we hallow their memory. As long as 
man shall live, the epic of the Marne, Verdun, and the Argonne 
will inspire the quill of poet and the brush of painter. 

To sing their praise were not enough. A greater task 
awaits us. We must carry on. Not in the tumult and carnage 
of battle as did our brave brothers, but in the furrowed fields 

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Keeping Faith 35 

and busy marts of a land blessed by peace. Ours to hold aloft 
the brand which fell from their dying grasp; we must keep 
aglow the altar fires of Freedom and Democracy ; we must guard 
well that heritage rendered thrice sacred by the blood ransom 
paid on Flanders field. A solemn trust, a stern obligation ours, 
— to keep the faith with those who wrote in their own blood the 
most glorious anthem in the Psalter of Humanity. 



The American Woman 

" then God, the Master, called Love, the 

Artist, and giving her the magic pigment said: 
' Paint a picture — the Composite — the American 
Woman!'" 

TWILIGHT fell o'er the corridors of the palace in the 
clouds. Far below the shepherd called to his flock. 
The Angel of Love looked down upon the peaceful 
scene and sighed. Many days had passed since Heaven could 
look down upon Earth and see peace. 

The Angel of Love gazed to where a little cottage nestled 
in the hollows. Over its thatched roof the vines reached for 
the skies. About it blossomed the new buds of spring. Amid 
the growth of the pretty garden sat a little old lady. She was 
white-haired and the lines of care showed about her eyes. She 
walked to the gate and looked down the tree-girdled road and 
then, as of oft, she sighed and went into the house. By the 
fireside she sat and knitted. Her fingers played idly with the 
yarn and the needles. Her head nodded — she was asleep. 

Up the path there came a youth. He breathed the spirit 
of freedom. His step was firm; his body lithe. He softly 
opened the door to the cottage and stepped into the room. As 
he looked upon the sleeping form a big desire to crush it to his 
breast took hold of him, but he conquered it and quietly tip- 
toed to her. His fingers played upon the silken silvery hair — 
and he swallowed the lump in his throat. Barely touching the 

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TTie American Woman 37 

faded cheek with his Hps, he whispered one word, "Mother!" 
And when the httle old lady awakened she clasped her soldier 
boy in her arms. 

The Angel of Love turned away. She smiled — but there 
was a tear drop in her eye. 

To the East looked the artist. There was a land of strife. 
The marks of carnage had not been erased and the fields cried 
out in remorse. Through the mire and the stench struggled 
thousands. They were toiling in the scars made upon the 
face of Mother Earth by the hands of man. Now and then, 
as they worked, they crowded into groups, laughing and shout- 
ing. Love looked more closely upon the scene and saw — 
women — laughing, joyous, happy women! They were passing 
out cakes — wholesome looking morsels with holes in their 
centers — to the eager reaching youths. The aroma of hot 
liquid rose on high, and the fast disappearing food attested to 
its goodness. But so fast as it went so much faster did other 
hands roll and cut, fry and sugar more. Who were these 
tireless toilers — these daughters of Eve? The Artist looked 
again and saw upon their basket hats golden letters upon fields 
of crimson — "Salvation!" The word formed upon her lips — 
and she smiled, this time without the trace of tears. 

The Artist looked into the West. Huge ships were being 
made fast to their moorings. From below their decks came 
countless numbers, more and more, shivering with cold as they 
crowded down the narrow lanes into spacious buildings. But 
from these they soon emerged warm, happy, and smoking. 
The Angel looked beneath the roofs and saw women ! — ^white 
clad women — giving to each of the khaki clothed men cups of 
steaming hot liquid and pencils of paper clad tobacco. And 
with each gift was given a hand-clasp or a smile. Upon the 
caps of these women also was emblazoned an insignia — a Red 
Cross upon a background of purest white. 

And so, as the Artist searched the four corners of the earth 



38 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

for inspiration, she saw — women! Young and old, happy or 
sad — ^but always toiling. Fingers that worked incessantly, 
lips that smiled always, words that cheered ever ! 

As darkness enveloped the earth Love the Artist turned to 
her canvas. By starlight she sketched — delicate traceries, 
lines of intricate skill. And when the moon peeped from be- 
hind the clouds the picture was ready for the brush. 

With deft strokes the artist carried on her work. It was 
a young face she painted there — and yet it was not young, nor 
was it old ! About the eyes there were tiny wrinkles, and now 
and then a furrow of care. Yet, as one looked more closely the 
face was wreathed in smiles! The eyes were large and placid, 
of great depth and expression — yet they narrowed and grew 
cold in silent contempt for suffering — then softened and be- 
came calm again! The hair was golden, then black, only to 
change again with the light to silver or purest white! The 
hands were worn hands, hands with tapering fingers and 
beautiful surety of touch! The feet were shod feet, yet they 
were not shod! Feet blistered and aching, marred and mis- 
shapen by endless treading — yet they were soft, and well- 
formed — pretty and petite ! The figure was clothed in silken 
garments, yet the silk turned to linen, the linen to khaki, the 
khaki to rags, the rags to draperies of purity ! 

So the Angel of Love worked in the moonlight. Upon the 
canvas she put a living figure that came from every walk in 
life. From every nook and cranny of the great country of 
democracy she gathered characteristic inspiration. No village 
too small, no hamlet too remote — all gave some little helpful 
touch of color or feeling. For in every city, in every home was 
a woman — a woman who worked. Who gave — sometimes her 
all. None too young, none too old; all working, striving, 
suffering — smiling, laughing, crying. And when the figure 
itself was finished the artist painted in a background of thank- 
ful manhood, clad in garments that had seen devastation and 



The American Woman 39 

death; faces that had turned away from home to take the 
paths that must lead to freedom or annihilation — faces that 
now smiled in gratitude. And then — what must the picture 
be called? Into the myriads of letters that crossed the seas 
the Angel reached. At random, she drew out one and paint- 
ing upon the canvas its legend, she wrote: 

-and if it hadn't been for you, our women, 



who gave so willingly and worked so gladly, who 
cheered us when the days seemed dark and in- 
spired us when the dangers were terrible, we 
couldn't have gone on — we'd never have 'gone 
thru!'" 

Your loving boy, 

The sun was rising in the East. The Angel of Love had 
etched the last touch of mastery upon the canvas, but, as the 
sun rose, it cast its radiant rays upon the picture and kissed 
a halo of sunbeams about the head. 

And when God, the Master, came to look upon 
the work of Love, his pupil. He said, "It is so 
like her that we shall keep it here, to cherish her 
memory forever in Heaven!" 



The Doughboys' Compliments to the Navy 

RECENTLY a song was published entitled, Give a Little 
Credit to the Navy. The boys who wear the olive drab 
do indeed give not "a little credit, " but immeasurable 
praise, to their comrades in blue. 

At no time in the history of the army and navy have the 
two been so closely united as during the past few years. There 
has been a closer friendship, mutual sympathy, and a clearer' 
understanding than ever before. In days gone by it was not 
the vogue for sailors and soldiers to be seen together, much less 
to associate, but the recent war has changed previous customs, 
and has established a precedent, a new bond of affection and 
fraternity among men. 

It was the soldiers and marines who faced the leaden hail 
and the belching fire of the enemy and suffered the hardships 
and the treacherous bogs of Flanders mud. But don't forget, 
it was the sailors who landed our armies safely on foreign soil, 
and made victory possible. 

There has been little praise for the part the sailors played. 
Constantly exposed to the lurking submarines they were 
always on the job. The trip overseas was a gloomy voyage for 
the doughboy, to say the least. Depression over leaving home 
and friends, the squalid conditions, the cramped accommoda- 
tions for sleeping and eating, and seasickness, — it was a hard 
experience, but through it all the sailors solaced the men and 
helped to create a spirit of optimism. 

On land or sea the same feeling has existed. Often a dough- 

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The Doughboys' CompHments to the Navy 41 

boy, on leave from his camp, unfamiliar with surroundings, 
and possibly a little worse for wear, has stumbled into a navy 
Y. M. C. A. or club. In every instance he has had a cordial 
welcome and has enjoyed every courtesy and privilege of the 
establishment. 

The enlisted men of the Twelfth Infantry express their 
deepest appreciatioil to their sailor friends, especially those in 
the vicinity of San Francisco Bay and of Hampton Roads, 
Virginia, for the courtesies extended them during their sojourn 
in these naval districts. 



To the Old Regular 



NEVER in the history of any nation has any organization 
been enlarged to such a degree as the United States 
Army dtiring the present war. At the beginning of the 
war, our Regular Army consisted of 36,000 men. In a period 
of eighteen months its personnel was increased until it had 
reached the enormous figure of 3,000,000 men. That is, it 
increased itself 83 times. 

Raw recruits from every walk of life were brought into the 
army and made soldiers. A peaceful nation was created into a 
vast military machine. In the entire process there was at 
no time a sign of weakness, or any possibility that the great 
chain which was being forged possessed a weak link. The 
credit for this remarkable task must be given to those men to 
whom it is due, and while we are singing the praises of the 
youths who volunteered, while we are decorating the brows of 
our returning heroes with the laurels of victory, we must never 
for a moment forget the one man who made this victory 
possible, the old Regular Army soldier. The youth of our 
nation takes pride in the fact that when the call to battle came, 
he was willing to go. What deeper pride than that must the 
old soldier feel who, in the hour of our nation's need, was not 
only willing but also prepared to serve. 

Throughout the long course of months necessary in the 
training of our army, he performed his task without a murmur 
or complaint. The gruff old soldier has drilled recruits in 
every clime. No day was too hot, or storm too fierce to daunt 

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To the Old Regular 43 

him. On the bayonet field, in the skirmish Hne, in close order 
drill, in the gas school, or on the road, his influence was ever 
evident. Statesmen may devise and Congress may pass selec- 
tive service laws for bringing into the service millions of 
citizens, but to finally mold these citizens into an efficient 
fighting machine depends, in its last analysis, upon the man 
who has already become a specialist in the stern art of war. 
His was the task to make of our private citizens real American 
soldiers who jest at hardship and never know defeat. By 
example and precept he was compelled to reconstruct the 
attitude and habits of the new charges to conform to military 
discipHne and precision. As the world stood by amazed he 
accomplished this tremendous task. 

With the period of war just ended, with our success so 
recently burning in our ears, we are bewildered. We do not, 
we cannot, determine the one to whom the credit must be 
given. But in a few years hence when the story of this war is 
written in the calm page of history and the heat and ardor of 
battle have cooled, those chroniclers of our military experiences 
will be compelled to recognize the deserving, and they will 
instill in the hearts of the American people an appreciation of 
these men who made it possible for our machine to emerge 
from its greatest crisis through a path of victory and honor. 



Nationalities 

WHEN war was first declared by the Allied nations 
few dreamed of the issues which were to become 
later involved in the great struggle for Democracy 
and the preservation of humanity. 

Little did the children of the mother countries living com- 
fortably amid peaceful pursuits in their new home here ever 
dream that they were about to be plunged into the most awful 
cataclysm of bloodshed and suffering that the world had ever 
seen. But, true to the principles on which the Allied nations 
had based their faith, ready to sacrifice their all, these off- 
springs of the nations uprose and swore their allegiance to the 
great cause. 

They were needed. Their country needed them, and they 
were quick to grasp the meaning of the terrible consequences, 
should the invader succeed. They were needed to save the 
homes of their kindred and loved ones. It was a fight for self- 
preservation and the cries of the mother lands rose loud above 
the din of battle for help against those who were trying to 
destroy civilization. 

Across the broad expanses these cries were heard by their 
sons far away in the land of freedom where they had gone to 
seek fortune, fame, and success, but always mindful of their 
love for the mother country, always ready to help the folks at 
home. 

But they were no longer living in their own countries. 
They were in a strange land, learning a foreign tongue; most 

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Nationalities 45 

of them had sworn allegiance to the country which gave them 
their livelihood. They were Americans and their first duty 
was to America. And finally when America accepted the 
gage of battle, their chance had come. 

Fraternity, Democracy. They sound big. They are big, 
greater than we know. 

An army of three and a half millions of men was drawn 
from every race and nation, from every country within the 
known confines of the world. Three and a half millions, 
brothers, men willing to lay down their lives that freedom shall 
not perish from the earth. 

Red, white, black, or yellow, rich or poor, all Americans, 
eating together, sleeping together, working together, broke to- 
gether, ready to go to hell together; determined to do or die. 
There was the spirit that made the Republic possible; the 
spirit of the American Army. 

Banker or banker's son, baker or baker's son, when they 
put on the olive drab they are one. No ostentatious display 
of wealth. You're broke? That is all right, the other fellow 
has money. You're out of tobacco? Never mind, someone 
else has some. No place to go? Well, the other fellow will 
take you with him. That is camp life. 

They called Tony "Dago," "Wop"; he wears his Ser- 
geant's chevrons now, but we do not. We call him "Tony" 
still, but now we know his worth. "Dago" and "Wop" were 
in our rookie days. 

Charley the cook; we called him "Chink" ; but that was in 
our rookie days, too. A wife, two children, and a business 
meant nothing to him when he heard the call to arms of his 
adopted land. 

"Chief" — yes. He is an Indian, an American and a good 
one. A graduate of one of our State Agricultural Colleges. 
A big farm, standing crops he left, and yet you won't find a 
claim for exemption in his record. 



46 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

We have in one of the companies of our Regiment a 
Mexican, a wotild-be "conscientious objector." The fellows 
undertook to do a little missionary work and add the heathen 
unto the inheritance. He is a reformed man now, and a good 
soldier too. 

Danes, Norwegians, Swedes there are, too, representatives 
of the Scandinavian Triimivirate, lots of them, loyal sons, and 
good soldiers. 

With us are Bohemians, Dalmatians, men from the op- 
pressed provinces of the Central Powers; they were not citizens, 
they were not compelled to go to war. Citizens now and sol- 
diers, fighting beside their adopted brothers. They have seen 
the vision of Fraternity and Democracy. 

Guam, Hawaii, the Philippines, Porto Rico, and Samoa, 
our possessions of a decade have responded like those of a 
century. 

"The spell of the Yukon" is broken. The "Sourdoughs" 
have abandoned their sluice-boxes and pans to fight not for 
gold, but the golden light of Liberty. 

We see the stalwart sons of the South in the front ranks of 
our forces that the great fight which made them free shoiild not 
have been fought in vain. 

They have all done their part, and by dint of hard labor, 
diligent attention to the task in hand, loyalty to the cause, and 
unceasing effort, have built a reputation for themselves that 
will be to their everlasting credit. No matter what national- 
ity, no matter what color, they were all for the cause and gave 
the best that was in them. 

After six months in the army we have learned to know our 
adopted brethren and to appreciate them. We have learned 
to know the other fellow, and his worth. By knowing them 
we have learned to know ourselves. Fraternity and De- 
mocracy are no longer merely words or ideas, but working 
principles. 



Americans All! 

WHEN war was declared against Germany the great 
machinery was set in motion that was to take men 
from peace-time pursuits, and make them into the 
greatest army that history has ever known. The world was 
dubious, Germany scoffed. To make over the boys of a peace- 
ful nation into warlike men was impossible, according to the 
German high command. Theoretically, they were right! But 
practically, they were wrong, very wrong, as recent events 
have since proved. Had the enemy taken into consideration 
the thoughts and ideals of the American people and not merely 
their own psychological theories they might have come to a 
different conclusion, and history might have been written 
differently. But the same brains that conceived insidious 
propaganda, that regarded treaties as scraps of paper, that 
devastated homes and defiled women, that sunk without trace, 
that fought with the weapons and the methods of barbarism, 
that made the name of Christianity a mockery to the heathen, 
— those brains did not conceive the "spirit" and the inex- 
plainable something which lives in the breasts and the hearts 
of Americans. That is what broke the Prussian line at 
Ch§,teau-Thierry ; that is what reduced the Saint Mihiel salient; 
that is what cleared the Argonne Forest; and that is what 
went through the Hindenburg line! 

Study the personnel of the regiment, and you will get an 
answer to that question. The American Army is composed of 
many brains, many bloods, and men of many countries. 

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48 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

In the Personnel Department at Headquarters there are 
tiers and tiers of fiUng cases. These represent the elaborate 
yet concise system which the War Department has devised to 
tell instantaneously the material of which the regiment is 
composed. The filing cases contain cards, marked, lettered, 
and tabbed, notated, classified, and indexed. The cards tell 
each man's capabilities, his occupation, his birthplace, his 
antecedents, — everything! By running a finger down the 
line of multi-colored tabs, covering various sections of the 
cards, it is possible to determine the evolution of the modem 
American soldier. 

Architect, actor, auto-mechanic, airplane expert, artist, or 
accountant! Baker, business-man, blacksmith, bricklayer, 
bacteriologist, boiler-maker! Carpenter, chemist, cooper, 
crane-man, concrete-worker, conductor! Doctor, dentist, 
draftsman, dairyman! Alphabetically, we have covered but 
four letters and picked at random only a few of the occupations 
that are noted there. Pages and pages could be written, which 
would contain nothing but a list of occupations. That is dry 
matter it seems! Certainly the average reader wotild find no 
more interest in it than the ordinary layman would find in 
chemistry. But when a good compound, or a wonderful article 
finds its way to the market everyone is interested in it. Uncle 
Sam had put into existence such a new article — an article 
which is a revelation also. That article is THE AMERICAN 
SOLDIER. We can hardly conceive an undertaking that 
would level doctor and drayman, bacteriologist and butcher, 
teacher and tailor, lawyer and hneman! The thing is too 
great, even too sublime. But that is precisely what the 
American Army has done. As we go deeper into the matter, 
we find, now and then, a man who seems to have no place 
in this great army. For instance. Ice-cream Manufacturer! 
Ethnologist! Tentmaker! Motion-Picture Producer! Farm- 
land Appraiser ! Tree- Doctor ! Yet the army can use them all ! 



Americans All ! 49 

The United States is a vast country, so vast, in fact, that 
the average kingdom can be lost in one of our States. Yet from 
every comer of our country, from every island and insular 
possession, came men, giving their all willingly and gladly — and 
competing to see who would get the first Boche. There were 
those who came from other countries, from Galicia, Denmark, 
Belgium, Greece, Holland, Italy, France, Ireland, Canada, 
Australia, Sweden, Prussia, and even from Germany and 
Austria. These are just a few of the many countries repre- 
sented in the Twelfth and the men are justly proud to be a 
part of its personnel. 

Yet, the more we think of these various elements, classes, 
clans, and creeds, the deeper do we become involved! Can we, 
how is it possible to take such a mixture and make a "crack 
regiment!" Ordinarily it would be a gigantic task, but not 
when we have the spirit, THE AMERICAN SPIRIT! 

It is with regret that we are denied the privilege of service 
overseas. We worked with zeal and fortitude. It was our 
privilege and our heritage to fight for the land that gave us 
birth ; those who could not claim American Nativity felt a free 
given joy in shouldering arms for the flag to which they swore 
allegiance. 

Still the gold chevron will never adorn the sleeves of the 
men of the Twelfth ! But in their hearts has been implanted 
as great a love for their fellow men, as if they had gone. Through 
no fault of theirs were they denied the right to shed life's 
blood. And, when they fade away into everyday life, when 
the magic "Twelfth" will be to them but a fond and cherished 
memory, they will know and tell that they became one in all 
and all in one, that they felt the quickening thrill of the 
"American Spirit." From the Crucible thus will emerge 
Americans, men in whose hearts theie is the true understand- 
ing of The Stars and the Stripes, To-day, To-morrow, and 
Forever! 



"The Dirty Dozen" 



A WARM sun shone down on the beautiful Soldiers' 
Home in Washington, D. C. Little gray squirrels 
raced over the lawns or crawled up the trouser legs 
of the veterans and begged for nuts. Seated on a bench were 
three soldiers of the old Twelfth Infantry. Snowy white, 
palsied with age, one of them blind, they were telling of the 
days when the Twelfth ripped open the Confederacy in that 
great campaign before Richmond. Fourscore years of life 
had not dimmed their memories of the great conflict. The 
battles and the life of the soldier came back to them as if it had 
all happened yesterday. The lapse of years has left these 
soldiers bent with age, but they are still the patriots that they 
were in the sixties. Uppermost in their minds was the present 
war. They wanted to go. It was hard to make them believe 
that they were too old for service. The will was there, but the 
muscles could not respond. 

When told that the Twelfth Infantry was still existent, their 
bosoms swelled and their faces were illumined with the fire of 
patriotism. The ardor of these men, who still treasure some 
of the stars from the battle-scarred flag of the Twelfth, was 
contagious. We were carried back a generation when they 
told of the days when the flag was fired on, when the call went 
through the North and youths dropped everything to rush to 
the defense of that flag, with only weeks of training, that the 
United States might be one nation, the exponent of democracy. 

There are eight members of the old Twelfth now in the 

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"The Dirty Dozen" 51 

Home. They are: William Cassidy, Clark A. Crum, Edward 
Faron, William H. Krebs, Stephen McKenna, James B. Patter- 
son, Harry M. Sherman, and John ElHs. 

"The Dirty Dozen," they were called in those days, and 
history states that they could fight. The Twelfth was known 
from one end of the Union armies to the other. "We were a 
tough lot, " said one of the vets, "but we learned it giving the 
Johnnies hell." 

They were not backward in telling of the times when they 
were not victorious, when they were cut up and beaten by 
Lee. Weldon Railroad, Antietam, Cold Harbor, Poplar's 
Grove, and other battles furnish material for volumes on what 
the Twelfth did and how they were in at the end when Lee 
surrendered at Appomattox Court-House. 

WilHam Cassidy, aged seventy-three, of Brooklyn, N. Y., 
enlisted at Fort Hamilton on March 8, 1864, and was assigned 
to Company H. General Warren commanded the Fifth Army 
Corps, and they saw some hard fighting in the closing year of the 
war. Cassidy lost two brothers and his father in the Civil War. 
"We didn't have the training you boys did, " said the veteran. 
"We had about one hundred men to a company, and after 
three or four weeks in the manual of arms, we were pronounced 
ready for the fray." 

"Remember that heifer that we ran down and then fought 
for the heart?" asked Cassidy of Bugler Harry Sherman. 
"Yes," answered Sherman, "that was pretty near as good as 
the time we robbed the bee hives and set the Regiment wild 
over clear honey." 

"You recall Sergeant Eidlemeyer?" 
"Sure. I saw him fall at Cold Harbor," said Cassidy. 
"He was about to give the forward command when a bullet 
pierced his heart and he fell without uttering a sound. A fine 
fellow was the sergeant." 

Another of the Twelfth, Clark A. Crum, Watson, N. Y., 



52 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

enlisted December 19, 1862, at Elmira, New York. He served 
until July in 1865. Crum recalls his Colonel as Major 
General Franklin whom he characterized as a fine officer. 
Crum was wounded slightly. He recalled vividly his ex- 
periences at Rappahannock Station, Mine Run, Wilderness, 
Laurel Hill and the battles before Richmond. He was with 
General McClellan in the Army of the Potomac and took part 
in the bloody battle of Antietam. ''We whipped them there 
and should have won a decisive victory and ended the war," 
said Crum. "My Captain was W. S. Franklin, a very brave 
man." This soldier was a sergeant in Company F and was 
cited for bravery. 

The trio recalled the death of a brave man from the Twelfth, 
and the story has gone down in history. The wounded soldier 
asked to have his knapsack overhauled. 

' ' There is a picture in there which I would like to look at 
once more before I die. You will find it in my Bible, " he said. 

"My mother gave me this blessed Book the day I left home 
to join the army. It was her last gift. I promised to read it 
every day and I would like to have you write and tell her that 
I have kept my promise. Tell her that I have tried to do my 
duty to my country and my God. Write to my sister. She 
is a sweet girl — I can see her now — a bright-eyed, light-hearted, 
joyous creature. Oh, how she will miss me ! Tell her to plant a 
rose bush in the garden and call it my rose, that little Eddie, 
when he grows up, may remember that his eldest brother died 
for his country. They live away up in Wisconsin." 

He took a photograph from the Bible. It was a picture of 
a dark-haired, black-eyed, fair-featured girl, and he gazed 
upon it till the tears rolled down his cheeks. He drew his 
brawny hand across his face and wiped them away, but the 
effort started the bright blood flowing in a fresher stream. 

"It is hard to part from her. She promised to be my wife 
when I came home from the war, " he said, and touched it to 



'^The Dirty Dozen" 53 

his lips and gazed until his sight grew dim. He laid it with the 
Bible on his breast, his eyes closed, and the slowly heaving 
heart stood still. 

Harry M. Sherman, another of the Twelfth, saw service 
early in the war, having enlisted November 9, 1 861, and serving 
until 1864. He was a bugler with "G" Company. He served 
under McClellan and relates interesting tales of how the 
Union soldiers passed up their rations of hard-tack and pork 
and foraged the country through which they were passing. 
Standing but five feet four inches, Sherman was often carried 
on the shoulders of his comrades when fording rivers. Bugler 
Sherman has lost his sight due to injuries received in the war. 

The old soldiers of the Twelfth are fast passing away. The 
time is not far distant when they and other veterans of the 
Civil War will have gone from this earth. Their places in the 
homes will be filled by the veterans of other wars, but the boys 
in blue will always remain beloved and dear to the hearts of 
the American. 



The Chaplains' Address to the Outgoing Men 

WELL, fellows, the job is finished for you now. You 
have stood your last formation and now you are 
headed home. Your army life will soon be a thing 
of memory and experience. 

And it hasn't been so bad at that, has it? You have 
found some bad and you have had a lot more good. And in 
the days to come you are going to remember the good more 
clearly than the bad. The months you spent with Uncle Sam 
are going to mean a lot in your life. Of course you will know 
how to do K. P. for the good wife in the kitchen ; how to put the 
parlor in order for visitors; how to build a gun rack for vnn- 
brellas in the hall ; how to keep the broom and rake handy near 
the front door. You will sell the bathtub and install a 
shower bath in the woodshed, build an incinerator instead of 
keeping a pig, and one thing I am sure you will do — police the 
yard daily from the middle of the street in front to the middle 
of the alley behind. Teach the wife how to blow recall on the 
farm — ^bugles will be cheap now that the war is over. 

Surely we, who were your Chaplains, are not going to forget 
this time together, and we are not going to forget you. We 
have had some great times together since we first came to old 
Fremont. Those friendly hours of leisure under the shade of 
the Chaplain's tent; the boxing and wrestling in the afternoon 
and the movie shows at night; the joyous sings when we were 
starting down the Long, Long Trail we knew not whither; and 
above all, those services of song and prayer out under the open 

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The Chaplains' Address to the Outgoing Men 55 

sky, where we got strength for the day's battle and joy for the 
day's work, and where we found the God whom Jesus knew as 
He tramped the roads of GaHlee. 

We shall not soon forget those crowded days of quarantine 
at Fremont when we tried to look after things for you across 
the lines and when the confinement brought to all of us more 
knowledge of each other and more friendliness; nor the dis- 
appointments we shared at Camp Mills; nor the long days of 
work and waiting at Newport News, and the many conferences 
together over things at home. Nor will we forget the trips 
out to the rifle range at Fremont; the long days on the troop 
train, when we ate and read and marched out to parade before 
the Red Cross ladies ; nor the evenings on pass into New York ; 
nor the trip on the crowded transport. 

We have all gotten a lot out of our army life. There have 
been hard work and sacrifice and disappointment. Sure, it 
was not a holiday, but a war that we were preparing for. 
There have been friendliness and unselfishness and courage, too, 
and we have found the joy of duty done. And we go back 
stronger men. 

This must not be wasted. A new day is opening for our 
country, a day in which these lessons we have learned will be 
needed. You have done your duty this far in your country's 
greatest need. But your work is not finished. The work at 
home awaits you. The good people there wait to greet you and 
look to you for your help. We know you will go back to 
your part — with appreciation of the spirit of self-control, of 
service and of brotherhood in which during these months you 
have learned a man should live; with a desire to help make our 
land rich and prosperous, just and merciful, and righteous in 
the sight of God; and with a faith in God's purposes and God's 
readiness to help. You still have the imiform on. Go back 
in the spirit of a soldier and carry yourself like a member of the 
Twelfth. 



56 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

We shall never forget you. We would have you never for- 
get us. There will be many times that we will think of the 
fine band of men who made up the Twelfth, and will be proud 
that we could work and serve with you. 

Go, and God speed you. May you find happiness at home 
and speedy success in some good work. 



Menlo Park, California 



King's 
Highway 
at camp 
comer 




K. C. 

Building 
and 

Liberty 
Theater 



General Views Over Camp Fremont 




Looking south toward Stanford University 







View from hill south of Alameda Road showing Twelfth Infantry tents in distance 




Corrals and hills south of camp where Eighth Division maneuvers were held 



The 8th Division 

To the Generals commanding our Division and our Brigade 
we owe a debt of sincere gratitude for their imtiring efforts, in 
the face of numerous disappointing circumstances, to take the 
8th Division overseas. The spirit of the Division through- 
out was a reflection of the example which they had set for 
their officers and men. 

The 8th Division was the last to reach the Port of Em- 
barkation at Camp Mills, New York, before the signing of the 
armistice. The Division was scheduled for immediate sailing 
but only a few of the units succeeded in reaching France. 

The following are the organizations which formed the 
8th Division Regular: 

8th Division Headquarters Detachment 
15th Infantry Brigade 

15th Infantry Brigade Headquarters Detachment 
I2th Infantry 
62d Infantry 
23d Machine Gun Battalion 
l6th Infantry Brigade 

1 6th Infantry Brigade Headquarters Detachment 
8th Infantry 
13th Infantry 

24th Machine Gun BattaHon 
8th Artillery Brigade. 

8th Artillery Brigade Headquarters Detachment 
2d Field Artillery 
81st Field Artillery 
83d Field Artillery 
8th Trench Mortar Battery 
319th Engineers (Pioneers) 

320th Field Signal BattaUon 17th Mobile Pigeon Section 
8th Train Headquarters and Military Police 
Sanitary Train 
Supply Train 
Ammunition Train 
Engineers Train 
8th Headquarters Troop 
22d Machine Gun Battalion Divisional 

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Two letters received by Colonel Aloe from Major-General Eli A. Helmick, Com- 
manding Eighth Division Regular, and Brigadier-General Hugh Johnson, Commanding 
Fifteenth Infantry Brigade. 



HEADQUARTERS BASE SECTION NO. 5, 

SERVICES OF SUPPLY 
United States Army Post Office No. 716 

January 23, 1919. 

My dear Colonel: 

I am glad to have the opportunity to express my appreciation of the 
excellent work of the Twelfth Infantry at Camp Fremont while under 
my command. In spirit and go it was a leader amongst the organizations 
of the Division ; in drills and instruction it displayed an enthusiasm that 
made progress easy and rapid; in sanitation and order its Camp was a 
model. 

It was with keen regret that I learned this Regiment, together with 
others of the Division, had been retained in the States. I am sure had 
the opportunity come the Twelfth Infantry would have distinguished 
itself in the service of its country. 

Eli a. Helmick, 
Major General, U. S. A., Commanding 
Colonel Alfred Aloe, 

Commanding Twelfth Infantry, U. S. A. 



WAR INDUSTRIES BOARD 
Washington 

January 23, 1919. 

Colonel Alfred Aloe, 

Commanding Officer, Twelfth U. S. Infantry, 
Camp Stuart, Newport News, Virginia. 

My dear Colonel Aloe : 

It is with regret that I learn that an order has been issued disintegrat- 
ing the 8th Division and the 15th Brigade as such. I have seen a great 
many organizations of the new army as well as of the old, and I have no 
hesitation in saying that I never saw troops that equalled the two Regi- 
ments of my Brigade — the Twelfth and Sixty-second Infantry. 

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Twelfth U. S. Infantry 59 

The men had been carefully selected for physical and mental qualifica- 
tions. They were mostly young men of a very high standard of intel- 
ligence and their training had been such that the state of discipline and 
the spirit of aggressiveness, loyalty, and patriotism left nothing to be 
desired. 

I saw them under the most discouraging conditions that could occur. 
After six weeks in quarantine at Camp Fremont, California, they were 
brought to New York for overseas embarkation and placed in a camp 
accessible to the city, but were again placed in quarantine and were kept 
in that camp for two weeks under the most miserable conditions of rain 
and cold without adequate facilities for their comfort. During that time 
a portion of them were placed aboard ships to achieve their ambition for 
foreign service. Due to a blunder they were removed from the transports 
and thus missed the last convoy that carried troops to France. At this 
juncture the armistice was signed and they were left in a condition of dis- 
appointment and suspense. During that time I never heard a grumble. 
The absences without leave were almost nil. There was no slackening 
in the vigor and spirit of their drill, of their attitude toward their supe- 
riors, or of the zest with which they did their work. In my opinion there 
could be no more severe test of the morale of an organization short of 
actual combat, and certainly no organization could have gone through 
such a test with a better record. 

With very few exceptions which were promptly eliminated, the officers 
were of a very high type, but what I have said of the men whom they 
trained is praise enough for them, much as they deserve praise. 

It is impossible for me to make any discrimination as between the two 
regiments. I can say sincerely that I often tried, in my private mind to 
do so and never quite succeeded. In some things one excelled, but the 
excellence was in every case balanced by some excellence of the other. 
They were both splendid. 

Very truly yours, 

Hugh Johnson. 
Brigadier General, U S. A. 



6o Twelfth U. S. Infantry 



HOME 

Far beyond the distant Rockies 

Where the sun goes down to rest, 
There my thoughts are ever straying 

To the land I love the best. 
There are miles that lie between us, 

Still it seems that you are near, 
So my thoughts go drifting backward 

Back to home and you, My Dear. 

When the night with all its shadows. 

Beckons forth the silver moon. 
Then I think of home and loved ones, 

And the welcome coming soon. 
Now my work is nearly over. 

The happy day is very near ; 
Till I come, my thoughts will travel 

Back to home and you, My Dear. 

Thoughts that travel ever westward 

Toward the setting of the sun, 
Where the Mighty Ocean surges 

On the Coast of Washington. 
While as yet my duty keeps me, 

I'll be coming, never fear, 
All my thoughts turn one direction 

Back to home and you. My Dear. 

I've seen the Nation's fairest cities, 

I've seen her fields of waving grain, 
I've watched the golden sun a-sinking 

Down beneath the rolling plain. 
I've viewed the wonders of Niagara, 

The broad Atlantic's water clear. 
But glad the day when I'm returning 

Back to home and you, My Dear. 



Twelfth U. S. Infantry 6i 

FOR LIBERTY 

He was summoned in the Army Draft, 

To go and try to be, 
A Soldier for his Uncle Sam, 

And fight for Liberty. 

He hit the Camp with spirits high, 

And vowed he'd make them see, 
That he was good material. 

To fight for Liberty. 

They took his name and tagged him, 

And asked his history. 
Examined him to find if he 

Could fight for Liberty. 

They shot him in the arm three times. 

Which had the tendency 
To put him out of sorts a bit. 

'Twas all for Liberty. 

The uniform and shoes he drew 

Were twice as big as he. 
His hat pulled down upon his ears — 

'Twas all for Liberty. 

With hair cut short his ears looked long, 

A funny sight was he. 
This Rook was now complete to go 

And fight for Liberty. 

From 6 A. M. till late at night, 

They drilled him steadily. 
For three long months he labored. 

Just why? For Liberty. 

He hit an eastern port one day 

To ship for oversea. 
The Kaiser heard him coming, 

And gave in to Liberty. 



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His efforts now seemed all in vain 

And yet Democracy 
Had won the fight; and all because 

Of millions such as he. 

LA FAYETTE 

In our Infancy, ere we were free, 
And blessed with righteous liberty 
Your vast and comprehensive soul 
Impelled your spirit brave and bold, 
To stake your all in sympathy 
For fellow men across the sea. 

Heart and hand and soul you gave 
From Hessian hordes our land to save, 
Gallantly you joined the strife, 
Proudly risking your brave life. 
Till liberty was rung afar, 
And every state a glowing star. 

In history you won a place 
Beside the heroes of our race, 
But 'twas for latter years to prove 
The uttered tributes of our love 
Not idle mouthings soon forgot 
Or ecstacy of passion hot. 

The essence of this self-same foe. 
Oppressors of the meek and low 
Your country fast was laying waste 
Till Yankee armies came with haste 
And paid in full the lasting debt 
To you, our friend, brave La Fayette. 



The Presidio of San Francisco 

SCARLET and orange-dappled hillsides, fragrant with the 
scent of cypress and eucalyptus, the blue waters of San 
Francisco Bay, and the exhilarating tang of the salt sea 
air greeted the Twelfth Infantry when it came to the Presidio 
in May, 191 7. Upon leaving the adobe shacks of Nogalez and 
the parched sands of the Mexican Border, the Regiment was 
disintegrated, and of the old Twelfth Infantry was formed the 
nucleus of the present Twelfth, Sixty-second, and Sixty-third 
Infantry regiments. It was the skeleton of a regiment, a little 
over a thousand men and a handful of officers, that moved into 
the wooden cantonment that had been built along the Marina, 
on the site of the Panama- Pacific Exposition. 

We look back upon those months at the Presidio as "the 
good old days" of our Army career. Some companies had as 
few as fifty men, and at first, under Colonel Sorley, we had 
drill only in the morning, and athletics in the afternoon. When 
Colonel Taggart took command, however, the drill schedule 
was made a little heavier, and included even Saturday morning, 
from after inspection until noon. At that time, to be asked to 
drill Saturday morning was a genuine hardship. What would 
we have thought could we have been able to peer into the 
future a few months and see ourselves at Camp Fremont, out 
at the Rifle Range even on Sundays! At that time, the New 
Army had not yet come into its own, and many of the cherished 
prerogatives of the Old Army were still in force. 

On the whole, drill was light compared with the intensive 

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66 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

training which came later, and the Western Front seemed far 
away from the Presidio and the Golden Gate, when we did 
close order amidst the faded glories of the Dream City that 
had welcomed the world in 191 5. 

No longer did the placid depths of the Fine Arts lagoon 
reflect the gay dresses of the sightseers that thronged the 
Avenue of the Nations the year of the Exposition. These war- 
sobered days they mirrored only khaki, while the lofty arches 
of the Palace of Fine Arts echoed Reveille and Taps all morn- 
ing long as the recruit buglers gathered in little groups beneath 
the willows to practise calls. Perhaps the white-winged gulls, 
who had grown accustomed to the sight of the tourist-filled 
courts and the plashing fountains, wondered why the myriad 
fires of the Tower of Jewels had died and who was this strange 
species of olive-drab mortal that had sprung from the ruins 
and was executing such unwonted maneuvers. The plaster 
caryatids may have marveled, too, at all these strange happen- 
ings, but they maintained a stony indifference, despite their 
pardonable astonishment at the first-aid attempts of the novice 
hospital-corps men. On warm holiday afternoons the shouts 
of frolicking doughboys, turned dolphin, would ascend from 
the waters of the Yacht Harbor, until the Bowman on the 
Column of Progress was almost ready to forsake his seaward 
vigil for the pleasure of a high-dive from his lofty pedestal. 

Although the Presidio offered rides through the hills and 
hikes along the beaches, if the soldier desired indoor recreation 
without leaving the post there were the Y. M. C. A. buildings 
and the Red Cross Club Room in the Oregon Building. On 
Saturday nights, the Brigade Dance was held beneath the 
lofty rafters of the pine-fagaded Oregon Building and many 
young women would come out from town to entertain the men 
who were without friends in the city. For those who wished to 
spend their leave in tow^n, beyond the iron gates of the mili- 
tary reservation lay the most hospitable city in the world. 



The Presidio of San Francisco 67 

In keeping with the spirit of the town, in whose social Hfe it 
plays such a great part, the Presidio is known as the most 
liberally controlled Army post in the United States. During 
our stay there, after drill hours, we were permitted to go and 
come as we pleased, and no passes were ever required. There 
was no check at Taps and the only restriction on our liberty 
was that we were well-behaved, and returned by Reveille the 
next morning. No one was ever known to take advantage of 
the unusual privileges and cases of A. W. O. L. were rare, 
indeed. 

Thus we passed the summer and autumn of 191 7, always 
expecting that one week or the next would see our regiment 
filled up to war strength and that we would soon leave for 
France. The Thirteenth Infantry arrived from the Philippines 
and were our neighbors for a time, but soon were ordered to 
Camp Fremont. Came Thanksgiving, and later Christmas, 
but still no orders to move, nor did there appear to be any 
immediate prospect of our strength being raised to war footing. 

Suddenly, the first of the year, when we least expected it, 
the order came to leave for Camp Fremont, and one cold, 
foggy morning, as our long wagon train stretched its length 
along the highway, with many regrets we said good-bye to the 
Presidio, "The Home of the Twelfth." 



Many are Called but Few are Chosen 

IT may not be too much to say that most men came to camp 
at their Uncle Sam's invitation with more or less definitely 
determined ideas as to their own value among the many 
other nephews. Most of them also had tentatively chosen 
specific jobs in his service for which they considered themselves 
best qualified. They told the man who handled their classi- 
fication blank all about it and he put everything down in black 
and white so that it could not be forgotten or confused. Then 
these men took up their preliminary military duties in the 
cosmopolitan atmosphere of the casual camp, expectantly 
awaiting the day when they were to be carefully selected 
and transferred to the particular niche they were to fill in the 
wonderful National Army. 

Strange thing about that casual camp and this new world of 
khaki! Differences that were so apparent yesterday in civil 
life were now lost, or, at most, become incidental. They were 
all just men now, soldiers; even names were usually replaced 
by the first four nimierals. Friendships, elsewhere impossible, 
began to spring up. As soldiers, men began to realize some- 
thing of the possibility and joy of a world fraternity. But also 
came the sickening realization of individual insignificance, 
each man but a tiny, almost negligible cog in the tremendous 
army machine. Then, perhaps, would arise a feeling of un- 
easiness concerning that special job where each felt he would 

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again be able to regain his rapidly submerging individuality — 
so he waited. 

No doubt there were some who, now, as in civil life, did not 
care, to them these first three weeks were of no particular mo- 
ment. The majority regarded them as the balance in which 
their military fate hung. These watched anxiously for the 
not infrequent visits of officers out on "assorting" business. 
By their order the company was formed, and each man was 
questioned pointedly as to some special qualification or pre- 
vious occupation. According to his reply he was abruptly dis- 
missed or retained for further interrogation. Then later, 
perhaps the same evening, one or two, or maybe more, would 
announce their election to the Hospital Corps, Machine Gun 
outfit, or Military Police and would soon leave the street with 
their bunks and bed sacks. 

Usually, by this time the unspecialized man had begun to 
worry. Three weeks were nearly gone and he had neither been 
called nor chosen. But he was not left long in uncertainty for 
late one afternoon the order came to fall out in the street with 
everything he had, barrack bag, blankets, bunk and all. An 
irregular line was formed and along came a half dozen Infantry 
Captains as their bars and cross guns testified. 

The little dark complexioned officer with a southern accent 
signed a receipt for eighty men and handed it back to the 
Casual Company Officer — Sold ! Weighted down with barrack 
bag and suit case, "Buddie" shuffled off toward his new Com- 
pany. But the blues didn't last forever, for in most cases he 
quickly found his place and soon filled it full with real man. 
He was glad he was a doughboy — he would soon fight in the 
front line trenches and would never be held back by a balky 
horse or a heavy cannon. 



Extracts from the Diary of Fastidious Ignatz 

Thursday, May ^th. — At last. I am in the army. Arrived 
here about one o'clock this a.m. Slept remainder of nite on 
train. Some guy in a uniform came through our car about 
four o'clock this morning with a horn and made so much noise 
that all of the fellows were awakened. Gosh! but this army is 
a helluva place. A bimch of hard non-coms, rounded us up and 
chased us out of the car before daylight ; and after swearing at 
us for about half an hour led us over to a house where they gave 
us some blankets and a mess kit. Soon after they said break- 
fast was ready. We had to line up and they gave us some 
black coffee and some slum. The stuff tasted like slop to me 
and I threw most of it away. After we had eaten they lined 
us up and made us wash our mess kits in some greasy water 
and I had to get my hands all wet and dirty. I'll be glad when 
they get some real dishes. This afternoon they gave us a 
white sack and made us go over to a big straw pile and fill 
them up. One of those hard looking non-coms, told us the 
straw ticks would be our beds so we had better fill them up full. 

Friday, May 6th. — I damn near froze to death last nite 
trying to sleep on that straw. Uncle Sam surely doesn't think 
much of his men. Just think of a decent fellow having to sleep 
on straw ! One of those hard non-coms, came along this morn- 
ing and made us get outside and line up before daylight. A 
drum corps raced through the place apparently making as 
much noise as they possibly could. Tonite I am tired and 

sore all over. We had to go out in the hot sun this a.m. and 

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nm foot races and play games. Gosh ! but they treat a fellow- 
rough in this army. This afternoon they took us over to be 
examined, get vaccinated, and get the shots in the arm. I 
never had such an awful experience in all my life. After we 
had taken our clothes off they made us run the gauntlet of 
about 200 doctors. These doctors made us do nearly every- 
thing. I had to jump up and down 1 50 times so that they could 
test my heart. After we had been tortured in this manner for 
about an hour we were vaccinated and had one of the doctors 
"shoot us in the arm." 

Saturday, May yth. — Oh boy, but I feel bum to-day! My 
poor arm feels as though it might drop off at any time. That 
plaguey shot in the arm, and just to think that I have to take 
two more yet! I don't see how I can ever live through it! 
Gee! but I get disgusted here. Some of the fellows are so 
rough and cuss. I'm glad the folks at home don't know about 
the kind of companions I have since I left home. 

Sunday, May 8th. — Well I believe that my day has come. 
Tonite I am about as near dead as I ever expect to be and 
not be under the sod. They chased me out this a.m. about 
5 o'clock and told me to hurry up and get to the kitchen for 
I was on K. P. I told the non-com. who came after me that 
I was all-in. He said that it didn't make any difference, I 
had to go. I peeled spuds most of the time during the day 
and, as the cook said, "while I was resting" I washed dishes. 

Monday, May gth. — They took our good clothes away 
from us this a.m. and gave us some uniforms. My hat fits me 
like a soap box. All of the hats are the same size, though, and 
the non-com. said that I'd have to wear it. And the shoes are 
such large things with spike nails in the soles. I told the non- 
com, that I usually wore a five and a half but he gave me an 
eight and told me to shut up and beat it. I also got a big blue 
sack. The non-com. said it was a barracks bag. In the big 
sack they threw a bunch of big heavy socks, some overalls. 



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shirts, and tinderwear. The underwear has long legs and arms 
and is heavy as hell. They also throwed in two pair of leggins. 
Tuesday, May loth. — I had a helluva argument with a 
non-com. this morning. He came along and tried to bawl me 
out because I missed reveille. He also tried to convince me 
that a man could put on that uniform and those leggins and 
get in line within three minutes after the bugle sounded off. 
I told him that it was impossible. He said that it wasn't. 







Then I told him that it took me ten minutes to put on the 
leggins alone. He said he didn't doubt that any. He also 
declared that I'd better make better time than that in the 
future unless I wanted to be put on K. P. for the rest of my life. 
Wednesday, May nth. — Well, I had my first drill to-day in 
those damn blue clothes — I believe they call them fatigue 
clothes. Anyhow they took us out this morning and nearly 
killed us. We played some of the roughest games that I ever 
heard of. We had to run foot races for about an hour. Then 
they made us all get in a circle and stoop over while a guy ran 



The Diary of Fastidious Ignatz 73 

around and hit us on the — never mind where — with a strap — 
I believe they call the game "Bat the Fanny" and they sure 
did bat me. I think that I'll not be able to sit down for a week 
or so. After a big bean feed for dinner we were rounded up and 
herded out to a big field where they taught us how to do right face 
and about face and forward march and a lot of other silly stuff. 

Thursday, May 12th. — Tonite I don't care what happens 
to me any more. We had to go over and get another "shot" 
in the arm this afternoon. I got sick after I got inside of the 
building when I thought about the last time and fainted. 
When I came to a little later I got up and beat it out of the 
building, thinking that I had been given the once over and 
hadn't been "shot." But when I got outside all of the guys 
were laughing at me. I found out later that the doctor had 
stuck that needle into my arm while I was down and out. 

Friday, May ijth. — Friday the 13th. Gee! but to-day has 
been a jinx to me. My arm has hurt me horribly bad all day 
and this afternoon the non-coms, gave us some scrubbing 
brushes and some soap and told us to wash up our clothes and 
be ready for inspection to-morrow morning. I had to take my 
old dirty clothes down to the bathhouse and scrub on them for 
about two hours. Even at that they don't look any better 
right now than they did. The non-coms, told us that we had 
better be all ready for inspection in the morning for the officers 
were very strict and might give us Sunday K. P. One of them 
told me too that I ought to be on K. P. anyhow, for I was no 
good at soldiering, and never would be, for, he said, I'm too 
awkward. 

Saturday, May 14th. — This morning we had that awful 
inspection and my stuff wasn't laid out just right on my bed 
and the captain said as a punishment I'd have to peel spuds 
all day to-morrow. Gee! It's awful here. We don't get 
Saturday afternoon off or anything. And just to think that 
I'll have to work in the kitchen aU day to-morrow in the heat 



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and the grease. It makes me disgusted to think about it. I'll 
never be able to get my hands clean again. 

Sunday, May i^th. — I had a sweet dream last nite. I 
dreamed that I was at home sitting around the house, playing 
a game of tennis occasionally. Everything seemed so nice. 
Just to think! While I was having such perfectly wonderful 
dreams, one of those hard non-coms, came along and kicked 
me out and told me to beat it down to the kitchen. Gosh! 
but this is an awful life. The big cook was bawling me out all 
day, and told me that I couldn't wash dishes or peel potatoes 
worth a damn; and I told him that I knew I couldn't and was 
glad of it. He got sore as hell and told me that he would see 
that I learned how. 

Monday, May i6th. — Bloody Monday in the army. And 
it came very near being a bloody one for me, for one of the non- 
coms, got sore this a.m., while he was trying to teach me how 
to do squads right and halt with the rest of the fellows. I was 
scared, and my feet got mixed up so badly that I could hardly 
make a step; and the non-com. said that he didn't see how I 
was ever able to make a living before I came into the army; 
and when I told him what I used to do and how much money 
I made in civil life he was mad as the devil and threatened to 
have me sent to the development battalion on account of being 
crazy. I came very near having a fight with one of my best 
friends this morning. One of my big shoes got on his toe and 
made him yell like the devil. 

Tuesday, May 17th. — I have been away from home now 
over two weeks and haven't got any mail from my folks or the 
girl. It seems that everything goes wrong all at once in the 
army. I think that I could serve my country much better if 
I would stay out of the army and in this opinion all of the non- 
coms, seem to agree with me. In fact, more than once they 
have told me that I was such a bonehead that I'd never make 
a soldier. 



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Wednesday, May i8th. — To-day they tried to teach us how 
to do squads right and left. As usual I got bawled out a lot. 
I think I needed it, though, for my feet were everlastingly 
getting mixed up and I couldn't keep step or anything. This 
afternoon they very near finished me when they made us do a 
lot of double timing. I'm getting tough as the devil though 
and one of the non-coms, told me this a.m. that in two or three 
months I would have some of that fine complexion off and I'd 
be hardened like a man should be. 

Thursday, May igth. — The non-coms, told us to-day that 
we'd get our third shot in the arm to-morrow morning. They 
also said that we would be taken out of this hole to-morrow. 
Gee! but I'm glad we're gonna leave here for they say the next 
place won't be near so bad. It must be a lot better, for we 
won't have to be "shot in the arm," or anything. 

Friday, May 20th. — Tonite finds me located in a rifle 
company here in the 12th Infantry. Everything seems so 
different. Most of the fellows here have been in a long time. 
One of the non-coms, of this company came up to me this 
afternoon and told me that as I had a sore arm I wouldn't 
have to go out to drill. That was the best news I've heard in a 
long time. They told me that I would be given a rifle to- 
morrow morning, and would be dismissed until Monday morn- 
ing, so that I could take a trip to San Francisco. Something 
seems to tell me tonite that I was awfully lucky to get into 
this regiment, for they say it's the best in the camp. 



Happy Days in the Kitchen 

JUST five hotirs after I had held up my right hand and 
become a part of the mihtary establishment of the United 
States, I found myself knee-deep in potato-peelings. It 
was my first hitch on K. P., and it was also the beginning of my 
disillusionment. Here, in humble dungarees, I was nothing 
but a common scullion, while the home-folks were picturing 
me striding about some cantonment in immaculate khaki. The 
more potatoes I peeled, the poorer opinion I had of the Army. 
I had never dreamed that there were so many potatoes in the 
whole world. Who was going to eat them all? Had I not 
already peeled enough? What if I should peel too many? 
Oh, well, if there are too many, I reflected, I suppose they can 
warm them up and fry them for breakfast. 

The bell rang and the men filed into the mess hall and soon 
filled the tables. The K. P.'s had their hands full filling and 
refilling the plates, hurrying back and forth between the tables 
and the counter, where the cooks were just as busy dishing 
out from large galvanized iron cans mashed potatoes, roast 
meat, apple sauce, and tapioca pudding. 

The meal was soon despatched for in the Army you do not 
linger long over the tables. Indeed, any disposition to after- 
dinner talk is promptly discouraged by the mess sergeant's 
curt reminder: 

"What do you think this is, a Hostess House?" 

Our work was not yet over, however, for we had to mop the 

floor of the mess hall and then a sergeant marched us into 

what he called the kitchen. To our wondering eyes it looked 

more like the boiler-room of the Mauretania. 

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"You can scrub this pot," snapped the cook. 

He handed me a scrub-brush and pointed to a huge pot. 
It had a drain in the bottom; it was one of ten cast-iron pots 
used for cooking meat. The longer I gazed up at this culi- 
nary monstrosity, the more insignificant I felt. If they called 
this a pot, I would like to see one of their boilers. 

"All right," said the cook. "You'd better snap out of it, 
if you want to get out of here before morning. " 

The one cheering feature was that there was plenty of 
material to work with; there was hot water in abundance, no 
end of good yellow issue soap, and a great supply of scrubbing- 
brushes and dry rags. Many of the recruits were Greeks, late 
of the restaurant fraternity, who naturally felt quite at home. 

" Gotold job back again," grinned one, showing his white teeth, 
as he began industriously to polish a hundred-gallon coffee-tim. 

By eight o'clock every pot, boiler, pan, and dish was spot- 
less. We had run out of work at last ! 

"Well, I guess this place is policed up," declared the cook, 
reluctantly. One of the recruits started to leave. "Hold 
on there! " yelled the cook, "you wait till yer told to go, do you 
get that! That reminds me, I don't think we've got enough 
spuds for mornin', — ^wait'll I look." 

He started downstairs, while we gazed at each other sadly. 

"Join the Army and see the world, " said a little Irishman, 
who earlier in the evening had been bawled out by the mess 
sergeant for lighting a cigarette while drying dishes. The 
cook soon returned and glared at us savagely. 

"How like a gorilla," whispered the red-haired youth. 

" I guess we can get along on wot we got, " said the cook. 

Joyfully, we laid aside our dungarees and dragged ourselves 
up the stairs to our double deckers, where we were soon 
stretched out at full length on our straw ticks. There was no 
need of taps for us that night; we were dead to the world till 
first call in the morning. 



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My next K. P. was at Camp Fremont. It was on a Sunday. 
If there is anything that a soldier prays for, it is, above all, 
that K. P. will not fall to his lot on Saturday and Sunday. 
While we were at Camp Fremont, all men who were not on 
duty enjoyed week-end passes from twelve, noon, Saturday, 
until midnight, Sunday. San Francisco was within easy 
reach, and through all the monotony of the week's drill, every- 
one looked forward to that rest in the city. 

This week, especially, I was looking forward to the week- 
end. I had an invitation to a military ball at the Fairmont 
Hotel and I planned to reserve a room at the same hotel early 
Saturday afternoon ; once provided for in this way I would not 
care how late the ball lasted. 

Friday morning came, and as we shivered into line at 
reveille, I thought, fondly, that I had only one more day of 
drill, one more morning for inspection, and then I should find 
myself in Powell Street, Union Square, and the pleasures of the 
metropolis! The K. P. detail for that Sunday was not posted 
on the Company board until after we had returned from drill 
at noon. But, horror of horrors, there I found my name at the 
head of the list ! As we sat in the mess hall at dinner I could 
not refrain from looking back into the kitchen, where one of the 
cook's police was up to his elbows in a steaming tub of dish 
water. For the hundredth time I said to myself, "I would 
rather be in the front-line trenches amongst shrapnel and rifle 
biollets for a week, than to live eight hours in the kitchen with 
the pots and pans. " Verily there was no part of the intensive 
training of the American doughboy that inspired more fer- 
vently the desire to strafe the Hun than to be obliged to do 
long-point with the broom and to shoulder-arms with a cake of ice. 

There is no reveille Sunday morning, but I had to get up 
just as early as if there had been. That was the irony of it. 
At six o'clock I left my warm blankets, donned my blues, and 
reported to the kitchen. I never had liked the looks of the 



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79 



cook, and this morning he appeared less prepossessing than ever. 
His small, pig-like eyes, deep-set in a fat face, reminded me of a 
hippopotamus I had once seen at a circus. And I was to be at 




the beck and call of this creature for the next twelve hours! 

"What do you birds think this is?" was his genial greeting. 

"You want to snap out of it — this ain't no Casual Camp. 

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kitchen at five-thirty. Hey, there, you, " he bawled, pointing 
to me, "get outside and start a fire in that sinyorita. " 

The "sinyorita" to which he referred was the incinerator 
which burned all the rubbish and at the same time heated the 
water for washing mess kits. The incinerators may have made 
a splendid appearance on the blue prints at Washington, but 
they accomplished little that was practically worth while ex- 
cept to consume good issue fuel. They would bum up half a 
cord of wood to evaporate the water in a pint of coffee grounds! 
After several fruitless attempts to build a fire in the end of the 
incinerator, I paused to think things over and see where the 
trouble lay. The kitchen door flew open and out came the cook. 

"What are you doing out there?" he bawled, "playing 
solitaire with that cord wood?" 

He looked at my potential fire. 

"Well, I'm a knotty-headed hound!" he declared vehe- 
mently. "You sure are a prize package as a K. P. ! " 

"What's the matter now?" I asked. 

"Why, can't yuh see that yer tryin' to build the fire in the 
wrong end o' that 'sinyorita'?" 

He withdrew into the kitchen in disgust and I found now 
that I had the key to this mysterious looking brick box that I 
could really start the fire. I had tried to build the fire in the 
end in which the garbage was burned ! 

We soon set the tables, and then one of the K. P.'s went 
outside and beat a lively tattoo on the iron bar which served 
as a dinner gong. With a wild war whoop the men came pour- 
ing out of their tents and descended on the mess hall, rattling 
their aluminum cups and mess kits. 

"Ah, biscuits!" they exclaimed joyfully, catching sight 
of the heaping plates of crisp, hot pastry; but their tone 
changed when they beheld platters piled high with wienies. 

"Hot dogs again," muttered everyone. "I thought we 
ate all those last night!" 



Happy Days in the Kitchen 8i 

Then began the usual clamorous shouting: "Hey, pass 
the spuds!" "Send the meat down this way!" "Oh, K. P., 
bring us some more coffee!" "Hey, there, where yuh goin' 
with that plate?" 

Upon all this din broke the voice of the mess sergeant, 
"Meatless Pete, " as we called him. We had to step lively to 
keep the tables supplied, and when, toward the end we refused 
to take the dishes with the assurance that there was no more of 
that particular dish, we got little thanks from the men. 

" Gee, these doggone biscuits are like lead, " said somebody. 
"If that cook isn't a jungle bird I'd like to know who is!" 

"Much good that course at the Cooks and Bakers School 
did him!" 

"If anything, " another joined in, "I think he's worse since 
he came back ! ' ' 

"Aw," declared another, "he did nothing but K. P. up 
there." 

Good cooks are difficult to find outside of the Army, and 
in khaki they are fewer still. It is not surprising, for few cooks 
boast any better qualification for wielding the soup-ladle than 
an ingrained aversion to "Squads East. " Indeed, both cooks 
and K. P.'s frequently resort to the kitchen because it merely 
affords a refuge from drill. Fortunate, indeed, is the Company 
that boasts a cook who ranks above the average of "hash- 
burners." 

After the Company had left the mess hall, we ate our 
breakfast. The biscuits and the sausages were half -cold, but 
we knew that we should eat dinner and supper before the rest 
of the Company and so we drank our muddy coffee imcom- 
plainingly. The K. P. has one advantage, he may eat as much 
as he likes, provided the cook's back is turned. How delicious 
were those hastily snatched handf uls of raisins or shredded cocoa- 
nut, and what good sandwiches we could make with the cheese 
and bologna we stirreptitiously purloined from the ice-box ! 



Saturday Morning Inspection 

THERE is no one in this grand and glorious army who does 
not vividly recall his first Saturday morning inspection. 
No matter how many phases of soldier life we may re- 
member in after years, inspection morning will always stand 
out as the zero hour in our training. 

There are few formations in army drill which the soldier 
does not take as more or less a matter of routine, but Saturday 
morning inspection is a serious affair and demands much 
preparation. No matter how much time and care we have 
spent perfecting the appearance of uniform and equipment, 
we always have a feeling of trepidation as we take our places 
in line to await the official scrutiny. 

There is a tension all along the line, the nerves of every 
man are taut. They fidget and squirm, and after about a 
thousand years, the "top" gives the command: 

"Fall In!" 

Then "Open Ranks!" 

A minute later, "Front!" and then, to the soldier's great 
relief, "At Ease." 

Still no one really is at ease. The soldier knows he has 
scrubbed his cartridge belt until his arms are tired, that he has 
spent hotirs cleaning his rifle with particular care and that the 
many grooves and screw heads and other places conceal no 
dust. He has used yards of cloth and exhausted his supply of 
oil in cleaning the bore of his gun. His shoes are polished, and 
he is absolutely sure that there are no buttons missing from his 

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uniform. He feels for his collar-ornaments, they are properly 
fastened; he shaved only an hour before; he tries to think of 
something he has neglected, but he cannot. Hardly has he 
finished this hasty mental inventory of his person and equip- 
ment when he sees the inspecting officer starting toward the 
company. 

Like lightning his hands run up and down his person; a tug 
here and a pat there. He adjusts his hat, picks up his rifle, 
gives one last look into the breech when, 

' ' Company Attention ! ' ' 

The cold chills run down his spine as the heels click and the 
backs stiffen. 

With chest expanded, chin drawn in, head erect, and 
the sweat standing in tiny beads on his forehead, he awaits the 
dreaded ordeal. Away up the line to the right he hears the 
snap of the rifles as the bolts are driven home ; the triggers click, 
and the men come to "order arms." His "Buddie" in the 
second squad has not spent as much time as he in preparation 
and he is sure that by this time the officer must have passed 
him. He would like to take a peep to see how his friend had 
pulled through ; he is sure that if Jim has gotten by it ought 
not to be so hard for him. 

Now comes his turn. He can hear his heart beat, but tries 
to remember the movements he is expected to execute and 
summons his fast waning strength to throw his rifle up to a 
"port arms." His actions are clumsy, however, and he is told 
to repeat the movement. Visions of kitchen police, the wood 
pile, and other appropriate punishments for an unmilitary sol- 
dier loom up before him, but somehow he manages to open the 
bolt. His rifle is rudely jerked from him; the officer squints 
down the bore, spins the piece around a few times, taking in 
every detail ; and with a crack that almost breaks the soldier's 
fingers, he snaps it back again to the young man, who has been 
standing rigid, scarcely daring to breathe. 



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With fingers that seem all thumbs he closes the bolt, snaps 
the trigger, and his firearm crashes to the ground. Fortune, 
however, is with him, and after one more glance from the officer, 
which takes in every detail from top to toe, he is left in peace. 
He heaves a sigh and feels like singing or whistling for he has 
passed the test, which he had been dreading all the week. 
Now, with some assurance, he can brave the trip to the orderly 
room and ask for a week-end pass. 




■n^^eE hours spent 

ONYOUI^ GUN 



A HAUF HOUR 



A CLOSE SHAVE 



AN Houa POUCING UP 



I^NOTHtN— ; 



San Francisco 

SATURDAY afternoon and one o'clock. That long- 
awaited week-end and that precious pass have come at 
last. Santa Cruz Avenue, the broad thoroughfare that 
extends from the State Highway through Camp Fremont and 
loses itself in the trench honey-combed hills is one river of 
khaki. Infantry, Artillery, Signal Corps, Hospital Corps, and 
Quartermaster, all are hurrying to get that first special train 
for San Francisco. Branches of the olive-drab stream pour out 
into the highway for half a mile in either direction, for if the 
soldier does not care to take train or bus, he need only stand 
along the highway and the kindly motorist will slow down and 
invite him to hop in. 

"Going my way?" asked the open-hearted Calif omian, 
"we've room for three more here! " The back seats fill up and 
the car starts. "I guess that'll hold her down," says the 
smiling owner, and away they go. 

On the road, khaki-filled cars pass and repass one another. 
The California sun is warm, the sk}^ blue, and spirits are high. 
Back in camp, call to quarters and taps will blow as usual, 
but imtil Monday morning, at least, the soldier will not hear 
them. In the City of a Hundred Hills he may go to bed at any 
hour, and no reveille will disturb his morning slumber. For 
twenty-four hours he will forget "Squads Right" and "Skir- 
mishers Guide Center." In the glare of the brilliant lights of 
Powell Street he is secure from all calls. 

To the man in uniform, the hospitable San Franciscan 

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throws open his home and his city. No mansion too palatial, 
no cottage too humble, no apartment too tiny to welcome the 
soldier, the marine, and the Jackie. "Won't you come to 
dinner with us? We'd love to have you!" smiles the gray- 
haired matron who serves behind the counter at the National 
Defenders' Club. "We are planning a drive to the Beach this 
afternoon, will you come along with us?" asks the young 
woman with the wind-blown veil who has dropped into the 
Club to get some of the boys. 

"Can't you come to our dance to-night?" says another. 
"My daughter would be delighted to have you come home to 
dinner and then we will take you over in the motor." 

The soldier is perfectly bewildered with the invitations 
that are hurled at him. Does he want to see a show? The 
War Camp Community Service will give him free theater tick- 
ets. Would he like to write home? He may find free station- 
ery in the lobby of any one of the many hotels, or at the Service 
Clubs. 

If he would like a good, hot bath, a real bath in a porcelain 
tub, with plenty of soap and towels, he need but go up to the 
desk of the Palace Hotel and the clerk will give him the key to 
one of their guest rooms. 

Is he hungry? At the Canteen he will find all sorts of 
goodies and "Java" with a "kick to it, " at a price within the 
reach of thirty dollars a month. And best of all, it is served 
by a pretty California girl in a fetching Red Cross cap and 
apron, who will stop and chat with him while he eats. 

The gracious women who offer their services to the men of 
the Army and Navy come from the finest homes in the city. 
Gladly they lay aside their furs, satins, frills, and ruffles to don 
the simple calico and linen of Service, to mother the fighters. 

Are his clothes in need of mending? The charming old 
lady in the green wicker chair has left her fireside for that very 
purpose. As her deft needle restores the missing button to his 



San Francisco 87 

shirt sleeves she tells him of making gauze dressings for the 
boys in blue in '61. 

There are two National Defenders' Clubs in San Francisco, 
one near the Presidio and the other in the heart of the city. 
These canteens are the home of the man in uniform while he 
is in the city. They are open from eight in the morning imtil 
eleven in the evening and are a clearing house for all the invita- 
tions that are extended. If there is a dance at the Fairmont 
or at the Palace, the announcement is posted at the Canteen. 
If there is someone giving a garden party over in Oakland or 
Berkeley, the invitation is telephoned to the Canteen. The 
limch-counter, the pool tables, the writing desks, the check- 
rooms, the periodicals, and the comfortable chairs and couches 
are all for his accommodation. 

In the Western Addition is the Enlisted Men's Clubhouse. 
This is the Mecca of the soldier who enjoys dancing. The old 
Talbot Mansion on California Street has been thrown open 
to the man in uniform, and the tall mirrors that in the 'Seven- 
ties reflected the high collar of the gallant, and the leg-of- 
mutton sleeve of his dancing partner, now catch the smiling 
face of the doughboy as he glides over the floor to the lullaby 
strains of the "Missouri Waltz." 

The Y. M. C. A., the Young Women's Christian Associa- 
tion, the Knights of Columbus, and the Salvation Army all 
contribute their share toward promoting enjoyment of the 
soldier and sailor on pass. 

The merchants, the theater managers, the restaurateurs 
and hotel men all cooperate with the rest of the warm-hearted 
men and women of the city by the Golden Gate to make the 
soldier feel completely at home. The uniform is a passport 
everywhere, from the Cliff House to Market Street and from 
the Park to the Presidio. 



The Army Rumor 



ASK any doughboy what plays the most important part 
in his daily life and the answer will be — no, not chow, 
nor drill, nor bunk-fatigue, but the good old Army 
Rumor. Nothing ever happens in the Army without first 
being rumored at least a week ahead, and no woman's knitting 
club has anything on a bunch of doughboys for starting a 
rumor and keeping it rolling the length of the cantonment. 

In civilian life there are daily papers that give at least an 
approximate idea of what has happened and what is going to 
happen, but in the Army there are nothing but rumors to teU 
the soldier what the Government is going to do with him next. 
Nobody ever knows where all the rimiors start, but they grow 
with the telling and run their course with a generous push from 
one squad-room to the next. 

Of all the rumors that do everything from making a shave- 
tail of a buck private to shooting a recruit at sunrise, the great- 
est of all is the Pay Day Rumor. It has even the Rumor of 
Moving beaten to a frazzle and gets the morale of a Regiment 
quicker than any German gas attack ever could. It usually 
puts in an appearance about the first of the month, with the 
signing of the pay roll, for in the Army you always receipt for 
your six dollars and eighty-nine cents at least a week before 
you get it. The Pay Day Rumor is the hardiest of them all, 
often lasts until after the fifteenth of the month, and there are 
times within the memory of the oldest sergeant when it has run 
along until the next month. 

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The Army Rumor 89 

Monday morning, with the wienies and coffee, your buddie 
passes you the good news which has come down from the other 
end of the table, ''Yes, they are going to pay early this month; 
the pay rolls are all in, and they say the eagle's going to squawk 
to-morrow." 

Everybody goes wild, and before Assembly the whole Regi- 
ment knows that there will be some tall stepping the following 
week-end up in town, at least for all who are fortimate enough 
to be able to side-step guard and K. P. As soon as drill is over 
the wires that lead into the Big Town hum and everybody from 
the Sergeant- Major down has it all fixed up for Saturday night. 

To-morrow comes, but still no long green. The bugler 
forgets to blow Pay Call, but there is what is known in the 
Army as "Jaw-Bone Pay Day." This means Canteen- checks 
drawn against next month's salary, good at the Post Exchange 
for soda pop, ham-and, and all the novelties that the exchange 
carries in stock but nobody ever buys. Some, of course, let 
off a little steam at the punch-board, ten cents a punch, and 
after about ten dollars' worth of chances win a twenty -five cent 
diamond stick-pin. 

About Wednesday noon one of the wagoners says that a 
clerk at Headquarters told him in the barber-shop that we are 
to be paid to-morrow, Thursday. Thursday comes, but still 
no sign of the paymaster's tan-colored car. Soon the reason 
for the delay is out; "K" Company has balled up its pay roll, 
and there will be nothing doing until a new pay roll has been 
signed and turned in to Headquarters. Sometimes the intrica- 
cies of Family Allotments, War Risk Insurance, and "Amount 
Due U. S. " get the morale of the Company Clerk, and thirty- 
five hundred men stay broke because one private blundered. 

So all " K " Company is called up once more and each man 
cusses the Company Clerk as he signs the pay roll. Now that 
all the prescribed Red Tape has been observed, will the Pay- 
master disburse the long-awaited kale? 



90 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

Patience, men, 'tis not yet the zero hour. It is but Friday 
evening and Rtimor says that pay day cannot possibly come 
before Monday. Why? No one can say. It simply is not 
done. And Sunday? Pay day on Sunday! When did you 
leave the Casual Camp? Why Sunday the Paymaster will be 
so far away from camp that you couldn't find him with a 
search-warrant. 

Stmday is a quiet day, spent in camp at the Y. M. C. A. 
by all save a few plutocrats who either enjoy a private income 
or are good at hitting blackjack. 

Monday morning dawns, but the old soldiers say that 
Monday, somehow, seems to share Saturday's unpopularity 
as a day for paying off troops. However, a few optimistic 
souls persist in hoping against hope, even as late as two o'clock, 
despite the fact that the Bugler did not blow Pay Call at 
reveille. "To-morrow," Rumor reiterates, like some mono- 
maniac. Comes Tuesday, and the Sergeant-Major says, as 
he tries to wash his hands and face in the shower without 
getting wet from head to foot, "They may pay this afternoon; 
a pay order came in late last night." This statement spreads 
like wild-fire and all the blackjack fans are preparing for the 
coming harvest. But Tuesday evening comes and it is still, 
"To-morrow." Anywhere else, everyone would jimip on the 
next man who had the temerity to start a rumor, but not in the 
Army. The last rumor is just as likely to be legal tender as 
the first, and Tuesday evening's "To-morrow" is just as 
enthusiastically swallowed and passed wildly from lip to lip 
as it was when it first started the week before. 

Every rumor has its day, however, and at length Pay Call 
is blown Wednesday morning: 

Pay day! Pay day! 

What'll you do with the drunken soldier? 
Put him in the guardhouse 'till he gets sober. 
Pay day ! Pay day ! 



With the Mule Skinners 



Taking no chances 
on this one's 
disposition 




Pershing's shoes need 
reenforcement 



Two pair " — you win 




Capturing a reluctant A. W. O. L. 



The Regimental Exchange 



A 

little 

camouflage 



The stafif 

of 
doughboy 
merchants 




The Twelfth's Exchange at Fremont 




Exchange Officer and his associates now operate private taxicab 



The Army Rumor 91 

How joyful the bugles, how exultant the drums; the glad- 
some sounds reach the Companies lined up for reveille and 
when the First Sergeant barks, ''Dismissed!" the troops 
burst forth in a prolonged cheer. The morning may be gray 
and chill, the mush may be burnt, the coffee cold, but all is 
overlooked in the prospect of filing before the Paymaster's 
table in the afternoon. "To-morrow" is come and the Pay 
Day Rumor is laid away until next month. 

Next to the Pay Day Rimior is the Rumor of Moving 
and its harbinger, the Rumor of Packing Up. Pay day can 
come only once a month, were there a hundred rumors; but in 
the Army, one may move any day. This rumor comes into 
one's army career even before the Pay Day Rimior, for from 
the day that he is sworn in, the wide-eyed recruit may expect 
to be shipped anywhere from Luzon to Archangel. 

November, 191 7, brought the prediction that the Twelfth 
would be wearing steel helmets by February. February found 
us at Camp Fremont. France was still far away, but we were 
hopeful. We were still a skeleton Regiment and the target 
for every rumor that the trade winds blew in. Nothing was too 
wild for credence; some held that the next draft would bring 
the Regiment up to war strength and that we would then leave 
for France; others declared that we woiild go East with our 
nine hundred men and pick up the others at the Port of Em- 
barkation. 

At last, in May, we received our first contingent of drafted 
men. The Rumor of Moving now received fresh impetus, 
our Regiment was up to war strength at last, and after a few 
weeks' training for the new men, the Twelfth Infantry wotdd 
bid farewell to California and the United States. 

Suddenly, without any warning save a few premonitory 
rumors, the Regiment was recalled from drill for an Overseas' 
examination. Whoopee! Ra-a-a-y! The Regiment was go- 
ing to move. It was a veritable feast for the rumor-mongers; 



92 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

all the old, worn-out, dusty, moth-eaten rumors were brought 
out into the sunlight, furbished up and renovated and soon 
were coursing about the Regiment with all their old form. 
But stop, a new nmior was bom on the spot, the celebrated 
Siberian Rimior. 

Subsequent events amply justified the instant popularity 
of the Siberian Rumor, for in two weeks' time the majority 
of the Regiment had boarded the transport and the Twelfth 
was once more a skeleton, the easy prey of the most wanton 
rumor. Some said that we were to be restored to war strength, 
but soon a counter rumor developed, one which everyone 
professed to ignore, that the Twelfth would never leave Fre- 
mont as a regiment, but would be converted into a Depot 
Brigade and would supply replacement troops. After many 
weeks of rumors and counter rimiors, the Regiment was once 
more raised to war strength, and it was not long before the 
recruits had developed a crop of brand new rumors. Never 
were recruits given stiff er training, never was discipline more 
rigid, the work of six months was accomplished in as many 
weeks, and there were those who said that all this intensive 
training surely "meant something." 

Now came the period when Rumor pinned the time of our 
leaving down to the very month — next month, by the twentieth 
at the latest, and then, after the uneventful passing of the 
long-heralded twentieth had thoroughly discredited that rimior 
it would be the fifteenth of the following month, and then the 
tenth of the next month, and so on, ad nauseam. 

Then there were the counter rumors that we were not to 
leave for months, but to which only the pessimists lent an ear. 
Some one had heard that several of the officers had taken six- 
month leases on houses in town. "We'll get there just about 
in time to police up," declared the despondent ones. 

Rumors came and rumors went, but the hard drilling went 
on and everyone felt so fit that he fairly ached to take a rap at 



The Army Rumor 93 

a Htin. Soon Riimor turned her attention to weeks, instead of 
months, and the Rumor of Packing Up became vogue. The 
Engineers, after a dizzy succession of rumors, had at last folded 
their tents, and "like the Arabs," thanks to the censor, had 
quietly stolen away. Now, the Artillery were packing up, and 
Rumor had it that the baggage of the Sanitary Train was al- 
ready marked, "Calais, France!" Someone said, too, that 
someone had told him that he had overheard someone who 
worked at Division Headquarters say that the transportation 
had already been arranged for and that they were waiting only 
for the cars. 

Enter the influenza, which served as an inspiration for fresh 
speculation as to what was delaying our departure. The Ar- 
tillery soon followed the Engineers and then it was rumored 
about the other regiments that the Twelfth was packing up 
at last. After many rumors we finally turned in all of our 
mules, horses, and wagons to the Remount Depot and boxes 
marked "A. E. F. " began to appear in our Company streets, 
our possible destination became a source of conjecture. Some 
said "France, " but others shook their heads sagely, and said, 
"Siberia." And so it went for weeks. 

At last, Rumor began to name the actual day of departure. 
When the Chaplain's tent was taken down all the old soldiers 
solemnly declared that that meant the end ; the Canteen was 
still doing business, however, and there was many a doubting 
Thomas who declared that the close of the Canteen would be 
the one infallible sign of our going. Just at this time a Peace 
Rumor began to appear regularly every Saturday evening. 
Meanwhile we were still quarantined for the influenza, and 
the possibility of quarantine being lifted soon grew to be the 
most fascinating of rumors. This rumor soon developed into 
another and more alarming rumor that we would go across the 
continent under quarantine. 

It took almost two weeks of persistent rumor to sell out 



94 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

the Canteen, but, phoenix-like, it refused to close; some civilians 
came, put in a stock, and the Canteen continued doing business 
at the old stand. 

It now appeared certain that any morning might bring our 
marching orders, and if any of us knew anything about the 
Army at all, we realized that it would be early morning. One 
peculiarity about moving in the Army, whether in War or in 
Peace, is that it must always be done in the dead of night. 
Any time between midnight and three o'clock in the morning 
(and the colder the morning the better), is considered regula- 
tion by the best authorities. 

We were going next Monday, they said at first. Monday 
came and the week crept around to Monday again; it was now 
time for the Thursday Rumor to make its debut. And it 
answered Roll Call on time. Yes, someone had it from some- 
body who worked in the Officers' Mess that at breakfast the 
Colonel had told the Major that the transportation had been 
arranged and that the First Battalion would leave Thursday 
morning. 

Comes Thursday morning and Thursday afternoon, and 
still we receive no orders to empty our bedsacks, but Rumor, 
brazen as ever, says simply, "Monday." Not tmtil early 
Tuesday morning did Rumor at last become Reality, packs 
were rolled, bedsacks emptied, tents struck, and the Fighting 
Twelfth was on its way to France. 

At Camp Mills, Long Island, our stay was one wearying 
succession of rtimors of going over and rumors of staying here. 
With the rest of the world we heard the False Peace Rumor, 
one rumor of the Great War which was not confined to the 
Army. Even after the Armistice had been declared, it was 
still rumored that we were going to France to relieve veteran 
troops over there, and it was not imtil we left the transport at 
Newport News, Virginia, that the Rumor of Going to France 
was regretfully laid to rest. 



The Army Rumor 



95 



But it enjoys a live ahd vigorous successor in the Rumor of 
Discharge, for New York had not finished tearing up paper into 
little bits to celebrate the False Armistice when a brand new 
rumor broke out in the training camps — the Riunor of Dis- 
charge. "I hear they're going to let all the married men out 
first!" wails Private Jones, who had decided to wait imtil he 
got across to marry a French girl. "Yes, I heard that too," 
says Sergeant Smith of the Hospital Corps, "but it don't 
affect me, for I've got affidavits and a wife and everything, and 
still they won't let me go. They turned it down at the Port. 
I guess the emergency ain't over yet for the Medical men." 

And so it goes, the men who have patiently lived from day 
to day and month to month on one rtimor after another, and 
still did not get to the Front, will continue to live on rimiors 
until all the red chevrons have been issued. 




Extended Order Drill 

SOME years ago, back in the Middle Ages, when we were 
young, they had an invention known as the cellar door. 
We do not believe that the inventor of the said contrap- 
tion fully appreciated the benefit that he was conferring upon 
the world. For it may truthfully be said that the above men- 
tioned door brought more joys to the hearts of our American 
youth, and more money into pockets of the manufacturers of 
children's clothing than any other invention that has ever been 
presented to an unappreciative public. 

We did not, at the time when we were indulging in the de- 
lectable sport, realize what a great advantage would come to 
us as a result of it. We did not know that we would ever be 
soldiers. But we may now truthfully say that it was back in 
those days of childhood where we learned the fundamental 
principles of that highly scientific art, knowledge of which is 
such an essential part of extended order drill, known as sliding 
on the belly. Elsewhere in this volume, we have in terms of 
great force expressed our opinion of the persons who take 
advantage of a recruit's good nature and force him to use his 
belly as a rolling-pin. All that we have said there is applicable 
here, and much besides. The only limitation that the reader 
need place upon his comprehension of our feelings towards 
what is known as "hitting the dirt" is his own imagination. 

As a sort of a subterfuge, to hide from the recruit the real 
purpose of it all, those in authority have devised some very 

elaborate introduction for the above-n,amed exercise. Before 

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Extended Order Drill 97 

the war, they used what they called old extended order drill. 
They had a great variety of commands by which the squads 
were supposed to do what is in military terminology called 
"deploy." 

The platoon leader gives a command with something about 
skirmishers in it and then all the squad leaders promptly 
jump out in front of their squads, wave their hands aroimd in 
the air, and then immediately everybody gets all mixed up. 
The first day we started this drill, we were instructed very 
carefully as to our respective positions, but we soon found in 
practice that no one ever went to them, so it did not take us 
long to forget all about those little details. 

It is in this drill that the old army practice of passing the 
buck finds its most excellent opportunity for usage. In all 
the months that we trained in this art, we never once were 
guilty of doing it correctly, and of course someone must be 
blamed. There are always plenty of others in the platoon to 
blame, so that no one has any trouble in finding some fair 
comrade to whom the goat may be slipped. There are a num- 
ber of ways to give commands for this drill. Sometimes they 
yell, sometimes they wave their hands around frantically in the 
air, and sometimes they whistle. When we were recruits, we 
had the very serious intention of learning the meaning of all 
these antics, but we soon found that the ones who executed 
them had no idea of the reason for it all, so our minds were 
relieved of the responsibility. 

With the building up of a new army, it was found that the 
class of men was too intelligent to be buncoed into doing all of 
these things just for the purpose of roUing around in the mud. 
So they invented a new system. They call it " 802." 

It is even more complicated than the old system, and is 
therefore even more misimderstood. They have the same 
various methods of giving commands and they are disregarded 
with the same degree of equanimity as were the commands 



98 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

tmder the old order. In fact the only difference between the 
two is that some of the officers thought that they understood 
the old system and they all admit that the new one is a com- 
plete mystery. They seem to take a few more turns to get out 
into a line with the new system than with the old. They also 
have what they call 'waves. " We never understood this but 
we did not care for it because when we think of waves, it re- 
minds us of something going up and down, and in the military 
world there is always a chance that we will go down one time 
too often and not come up. We formed in lines of half pla- 
toons and in lines of groups and in several other sorts of lines, 
but, personally, it seemed to us that we could have gotten 
out there without all these fool commands because we always 
got all mixed up anyway. But we suppose there is some great 
advantage, understandable only by those who have studied 
military strategy, to be able to get mixed up scientifically. 

As we stated before, these various movements were only 
perpetrated upon us for the purpose of hiding the real purpose 
of it all. That was to make himian caterpillars out of us. 
For some of these young lieutenants who have more recently 
graduated from the cellar-door period and whose fronts still 
have a little of the toughness remaining, this exercise may not 
be so bad. They may even be able to enjoy the part of frogs. 
But to those of us who passed out of that stage a considerable 
number of years ago and who are inclined to lean towards the 
state of corpulency, to be compelled to run about fifty yards 
and leap about ten yards through the air, and then light on 
and slide a distance of about ten yards more on that most valu- 
able of all our physical appendages, which in the language of 
the street is known as the stomach, the practice can, even 
in most moderate terms, be described as damnable. The 
amount of hide that was taken off of our fronts was only limited 
by the supply with which our Creator endowed us. We hope 
some day, when we grow old, to be able to extract the last re- 



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99 



maining pebbles from our anterior portions, but we have our 
doubts, owing to the fact that our family has the delightful 
habit of dying promptly at the age of seventy. It has its 
advantages, however, in view of the fact that it will never be 
necessary for us to buy an emery stone. 

Some day we may get out of this army. But we wish now 
to give our solemn assurances to those in command that our 
training here has left upon us certain impressions that will 
never be obliterated, and not the least important of these are 
the marks of California that we annexed as a result of the many 
hours we spent sliding around on its rocky soil under the guise 
of extended order drill. 




Bayonet Drill 



c 



*' ^'^^AN you hear me, men? The first thing about bayonet 
drill is to be hard. Look hard. Look like me. Look 
so damned hard that when a Him sees you he will 
get scared and run away. I tell you, men, that bayonet 
work is the hardest work you ever did in your life. You got 
to be real men to do this bayonet work. You got to have arms, 
legs, and guts. I tell you, men, I am one of the best damned 
bayonet fighters in the United States, but if you men will work 
like hell in three weeks' time I will make you so that you are 
all just as good bayonet men as there are in the country, that 
is, of course, excepting me. Now I want to hear you growl. 
If you can't do anything else you can make more noise than 
anyone else. Now, damn it, men, get in and fight!" 

It was with these pleasant words that the Regimental 
Bayonet Instructor opened up for us the course in the long 
steel. We had been in the Army about a month. All we had 
heard was how hard we would have to work when we got to the 
bayonet course. We were all pretty nearly scared to death, 
but we all jumped into the work, tried to learn the positions, 
for we knew down in our hearts that some day when we met the 
ferocious Hun, our only salvation would be the proficient use 
of this hated weapon. 

We scowled, we growled, we howled, and we stood on guard 
until our arms were sore. We snapped the rifle up until our 
hands were bleeding. We crossed over until our legs were 
exhausted and our breath was gone. The first day we had only 

lOO 



Bayonet Drill 



1 01 



an hotir of it, but one hour was enough. They told us we 
would get out of it the same return we put in, and if that was 
true, we certainly should have received a lot, because there 
was not a man in the Regiment who did not take up bayonet 
work with his very heart, body, and soul. 

The same story was drilled into the 
men day after day. Arms would tire to 
the breaking point, but the intensive drill 
did not lessen. Bleeding hands and sore 
arms were so common that we became 
hardened, and tried not to wince as the 
gun came back into the raw places on our 
hands. The weeks that follow blur in 
one's memory as these words come to 
mind : " On Guard ! Keep your bayonet 
at your opponent's throat. Damn it, 
growl! You sound like a bunch of old 
women. Advancing Long Point! Back 
to the guard position! Ground your 
rifles and double time around that tree 
opposite the Hostess House!" 

Back to their rifles they rushed, pant- 
ing from the run and hoarse from growl- 
ing. Seizing their pieces as they came 
into line, like a flash they brought them 
to the guard position. Two lines of 
trembling men exchanged friendly glances as they gripped their 
guns and breathed heavily. 

In the days that followed, the drill became more intricate. 
A circle was formed about the leader. At the order all posi- 
tions of the bayonet drill were executed, the advancing long 
point, short point and the jab, or any other strokes. As the 
instructor struck the ground in front of the man he wished 
to call into the ring, the man charged at him like a mad bull. 




102 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

His comrades urged him on with a low sullen growl as he 
fought with all his might. They yelled, "Kill him, or he'll 
get you! " as he tried his thrusts at the circle on the end of the 
parry stick. 

The direct pull back of the rifle brought the sight guard in 
sharp contact with the right hand at the butt of the thumb. 
In this way a section of the hand was kept raw all the time. 
At every drill more skin was knocked off until many provided 
a bandage to be worn at this particular drill. Those who have 
gone through these drills will carry the scars to their last 
days. 

The most frequent diversion from the immediate bayonet 
drill was afforded when the leader yelled: "Follow me!" 
Away he would go toward a tree some hundred yards away 
with the crowd at his back. A crowd of hobnail shod feet 
pounded a double time around the tree and back into forma- 
tion. 

In the closing days of the bayonet work, the finer points 
were taken up with the necessary emphasis. "When you get 
the blade into your opponent's body, pull it straight back, or 
you can't get it out. Do not cant the gun; run the blade 
straight in and pull it straight out, or you'll break the blade off 
and some fellow will come along and run his bayonet through 
you." 



The Pack 

TO the mind of the average soldier who again takes up 
the daily routine of civil life, there remain vivid mem- 
ories of the varied experiences of military training. 
For some of these experiences he will have only pleasant 
memories, while for others his mind will hold only thoughts of 
hard, seemingly unnecessary toil. Under the latter heading, ^ 

it may be safe to say, the full field pack holds an indisputable 
leadership, for who but a soldier knows the labor required to 
successfully handle one. Who but a soldier knows how much 
havoc can be wrought by a few pieces of canvas and a strap 
or two? 

Even before he has fully mastered and can successfully 
manipulate his rifle, he is handed an apparently hopeless tangle 
of canvas, straps, and wood. It is not until an experienced 
and sympathetic (?) non-com. lends an opinion that he fully 
realizes that Sherman was right. 

Thereupon he is initiated into the various items that go to 

make up a full field pack. First there is an odd-shaped piece 

of cloth that he is told is a "shelter half"; after a brief period 

of wonderment as to just where the other half had gone to, it 

is explained to him that each man carries half a tent and that 

what he thought was the fish pole is the folding tent pole. 

Then there is an oblong shaped can in which he is told is carried 

the sugar, coffee, and salt for three days. Being accustomed to 

eating more than that in one day, he is not at all enthusiastic 

over the outlook. He is told that he must also carry two 

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pounds of a barely digestible compound known as hardtack. 
However, the hardtack is not given to him at first, for soldiers 
get hungry and the Government wishes to be certain that the 
hardtack will still be in existence if he should have need of it. 
He has half a mind to throw sticks, straps, and all into the fire 
and his opinion is strengthened when he is told that he must 
also carry an extra shirt, a pair of shoes, an extra suit of under- 
wear, two pair of socks, shoe strings, several towels, a mess kit, 
soap, comb, and blanket, an entrenching tool, and of course, the 
necessary tooth brush. His demur is silenced by the reminder 
that later on he must carry even more. 

Having stirvived the first shock, he is shown how the afore- 
mentioned articles are assembled in a compact form. Then 
comes the struggle as the Rookie is broken into harness. In 
the years to come, he will look back with dread to those first 
few moments when he felt as if someone had fastened a cannon 
ball on each of his shoulder blades. However, he finally de- 
cides that it is only a matter of time until he will become used 
to the burden and so grows somewhat reconciled to his fate. 

He then displays his made-up pack to his comrades for- 
getting the fact that his pack was rolled up by an experienced 
sergeant. He begins to look upon himself as a "regular 
guy," and starts to take an added interest in his new equip- 
ment, an interest destined for an untimely end. He believes 
himself thoroughly familiar with the pack and proceeds to show 
the boys just how it is done. He unrolls his pack indifferently 
and starts on his career as a teacher, but, alas, this career ends 
abruptly, for he soon realizes that he does not know any more 
about it than he did before. Experienced help soon smooths 
things out and explains the rolling for the sixth or seventh time 
and the unfortunate one soon learns how. He is compelled 
to roll and unroll the pack until he thinks that it is about worn 
out, and finally is advanced to the class in transportation. 

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he must run the gauntlet of critical eyes, and if a strap is out of 
place he is promptly told that the necessary adjustment must 
be made at once. He has by this time become accustomed to 
the pressure of the straps upon his shoulders and feels as 
though he can carry his pack all day if necessary. 

Finally the order comes down the line for full field packs 
and he quickly adjusts his harness, beaten only by those who 
have had previous experience in a livery stable. He starts on 
the march with an easy step and offers to bet his neighbor that 
he can beat him in any sort of an endurance contest. After 
the first half mile, however, the smile has gone from his face 
and his jaw is set in grim determination. 

The pack seems to grow heavier at every step, and he looks 
eagerly for the end of the march. He turns an appealing 
glance toward his neighbor and confides to him in whispers 
that "his sore foot is bothering him and he guesses he had 
better fall out. " His partner in misery has a sore shoulder or 
some other ailment and decides that he can't go any farther, 
but the end of the march appears and gives a temporary relief 
to the hikers. Each day it is the same but still he hangs on 
with a dogged determination, his fear of being recognized as a 
physical deficient is the only thing that keeps him in ranks. He 
wonders how long it will last, how long he must continue this 
unnecessary tramping back and forth. He wonders how many 
weary miles have passed under his feet, and he is suddenly 
awakened from his reverie by the curt statement that he is not 
carrying his rifle properly. 

So it is, day after day, and as he tenderly consoles his aching 
feet each night, he agrees fully with the man who wrote: 

" It's not the socks of sisters, 
That raised the blooming blisters, 
It's the last long mile." 



Thirty Dollars a Day — Once a MontK 

THE recruit wonders how he will get rid of that thirty- 
dollars a month, while the old soldier tries to figure 
out how he can make it last more than three days 
after pay day. But the enlightenment of the rookie is rapid. 
Before his first meeting with the Paymaster, he has signed 
away six good iron men for War Risk Insurance. This starts 
the run on the thirty dollars and when it finally lets up, he 
wonders whether his credit is good for enough canteen checks 
to keep him supplied with tooth-paste until the next pay day. 

While he is still weak from the typhoid inoculation, his 
Company Commander, with tears in his eyes, convinces him 
that the Treasury needs some more of his thirty dollars for 
Liberty Bonds, to keep the War Machine from breaking down, 
and he agrees to part with ten dollars more. At the end of ten 
months he will be the proud possessor of a four per cent, in- 
terest bearing Government Bond. Perhaps he will and per- 
haps he will not, he is not sure. He gets no receipt save the 
ten-dollar hole in his salary. The Bond he never sees, but he 
is given to understand that it reposes in the safety deposit 
vaults of some bank. No one seems to know just exactly where 
the bank is located. He would like to question his Company 
Commander more particularly concerning it, but rather than 
brave the "Orderly Room Rtmible, " he elects the safer course 
of "watchful waiting." 

He begins to congratulate himself on the fact that he will 
still have fourteen dollars left (unless he should lose his over- 
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day) . When the intricacies of Family Allotments and Govern- 
ment Allowances are explained to him by one of the Second 
Loots, this glib-tongued Shavetail soon makes him feel like a 
criminal for depriving his family of that ten dollars a month 
and whatever feeble resistance he has to offer is quickly met 
and offset by the eloquence of the officer. Ruefully he sees his 
fourteen-dollar roll dwindle to four one-dollar bills, but he 
cheers himself with the thought that his family is not in great 
need of the money and that since the Government will double 
it, it is really a good investment. The months go by, and the 
home folks write that they have never received even a calendar 
from the War Risk Insurance Bureau. 

Well, there still remain those four precious dollars. Pay 
day comes, and he keeps them just about four minutes after 
leaving the Paymaster's table. They go so fast that he reports 
on Sick Call for dizziness. He has not left the Orderly Room 
before he hands over three dollars to the Top Cutter, two 
dollars for laimdry, and one dollar for a Company picture. 
One dollar remains. He carries it fondly to his tent and stands 
guard over it with fixed bayonet. He has made a desperate 
resolve to have one square meal! 

That evening, as he leaves for town, he cautiously avoids 
the Orderly Room door, fearful lest the Top might reach out 
after him for that dollar. The Supply Sergeant may have dis- 
covered that they had forgotten to take out forty-one cents for 
one Ordnance alimiinum cup that he had lost at the rifle range. 

He reaches town in safety and strides into the first res- 
taurant that he sees. "An order of ham and eggs," he says, 
"and bring 'em quick!" 

"Ham and !" the waiter sings back to the Cook. The 

waiter brings the check and with the usual delicacy of waiters, 
lays it on the table, face down. When the recruit finally turns 
it over, his face falls. 

"One dollar and fifty cents," the check reads. 



Gas 

DURING our entire lives, before we were initiated into 
the secrets of military lore, the use of the word "gas" 
brought to our minds the vizualization of such simple 
and inoffensive things as pipes, meters, quarters, or such 
pleasing personalities as the dentist or the plumber. But 
from this time on, when soldiers hear that word, they will 
think of but one thing — that mask. 

Never before in the world has such an instrument of tor- 
ture been invented. We used to read with horror of the 
torture of the Christians by the Romans, and of the Spanish 
Inquisition, but we all agree that those poor martyrs may 
thank their lucky stars that they did not live in the days of gas 
masks. 

We have been told that overseas, the gas masks fit. We 
believe it. They use all those that fit and send the rest here. 
Your humble writer happens to have been endowed by his 
Creator with a head that in civil life requires a seven and five- 
eights hat. It has been bad enough to spend otir military 
career in a campaign hat that made us look even more like an 
ass than our Maker intended, but when we were handed out a 
mask we found that it was without doubt made for a man with 
a head that would make any self-respecting peanut look like a 
moimtain in comparison. For three long weeks, we paraded 
the area of Camp Fremont burdened with this indignity and 
imder the compulsion of being constantly on the alert lest 

the dreaded cry of alarm be given. It was indeed a happy 

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moment, when we were ordered to hie ourselves to the infirm- 
ary and soak the loathsome thing in a barrel of disinfectant. 

The course in the use of the gas mask was given to all men 
in the Regiment under the supervision of Lieutenant S. K. 
Strickler with the assistance of several of the gas N. C. O.'s 
of the various companies. It was given to a large class of men 
at a time and too much credit cannot be given to Lieutenant 
Strickler for the work he did. We did not have the opportim- 
ity to become very well acquainted with the Lieutenant, but 
he did not impress us as a man who had a particularly vicious 
nature or as one who would take a great delight in adding to 
the already irksome conditions of our training period. He was 
detailed to the task and he not only had to convince us of the 
danger of gas, but he also had to teach us how to protect our- 
selves against that danger. When it happens that the remedy 
used is so distasteful that the men would most of them prefer 
the disease itself, it comes to be a task of quite large proportions. 
In this, it may be said, the Lieutenant secured wonderful re- 
sults. In the short period of one month he put the entire 
Regiment through the course, and so successful was he that, 
when the men came to take their final tests to determine 
their efficiency, the number who failed to pass was almost 
negligible. 

The work with the gas mask may be divided into two parts. 
In the first place we were taught the care and use of the mask. 
The second part was the actual practice. We were first in- 
structed in the methods of carrying the mask and the different 
commands. Then we took up the method of inspecting the 
mask. There is no part of the military equipment with which 
so much care must be taken to keep it in absolutely perfect 
condition, as the gas mask. The smallest amount of moisture 
will ruin it. A soldier may let his rifle get a little rusty and the 
defect can be remedied by an assiduous use of the elbow. But 
let a defect come to his gas mask, and serious consequences are 



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certain to follow. Because of this fact, we were taught with 
the greatest care how we should inspect the mask. Of course, 
being military, it was all done by numbers in order that no 
detail be overlooked. 

Then came the instruction in the method of putting on and 
adjusting the mask. Long experience had taught that there is 
one particular way in which this mask must be put on to at- 
tain the greatest amount of speed. By practice it was deter- 
mined just what particular movements were necessary, and 
what movements could be eliminated. The time required was 
cut down to the minimum, and it was possible to go through 
the entire operation in the space of six seconds. That was the 
goal towards which we all strove and, in fact, it was the limit 
set by the officers in the tests that we must pass. 

It did not require a very long time to teach us the theory of 
these things, but after we had learned that, we foiuid that the 
greater part of the road still had to be traveled in the form of 
practice. We carried that crazy mask around for about three 
weeks. With the same tenacity that the proverbial little lamb 
clung to Mary, the mask clung to us from early mom till late 
at night. No matter where we might go, it was our constant 
companion, and while we seriously doubt that even a lifetime 
of absence will be able to create in our hearts a spirit of felicity 
towards it, it is certain that no bonds of friendship were 
forged by our intimacy. When we arose in the morning, it 
immediately asserted its precedence over everything else, and 
when we returned to our bunks at night, it might still be found 
clinging to us with friendly devotion. 

Then came the extreme pleasure of marching for two or 
three miles with the mask on. They tell us the purpose of the 
mask is to prevent the possibility of our being suffocated from 
poisoned air. Why they should so seriously object to our 
suffering death from poisoned air and then turn around and 
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impossible for us to sectire any air at all, is a mystery that 
would require the genius of a wizard to solve. But what we 
lacked in air was certainly made up for in an overabundance of 
water. After we had marched a mile or so, the mask contained 
at least a full sized quart. Then it began to trickle down the 
sides of our chin and we all supplied ourselves with bibs. 
This was forbidden as being unmilitary, so we purchased long 
pipes which carried the moisture away without destroying 
Uncle Sam's perfectly nice clothing. 

Finally the day came for us to take the final tests which 
were to determine whether or not we could get to France. 
We were compelled to put on and adjust the mask in six sec- 
onds. Never having been able to put on the mask in any 
period of time, whether in ten seconds or ten hundred seconds, 
we did not entertain any very sanguine hopes of getting by. 
But we marched over one morning at about four-thirty, and 
were taken in hand by the little English sergeant who was in 
command of the examination. We went through the prelim- 
inary practice and then were lined up for our test. 

The whistle blew, and we went to our task, knowing quite well 
that we never could get the mask on, but nevertheless decided 
to at least get by if possible. With the first trial, we got the 
mask over our head but not over our face. The sergeant came 
along and looked at our chin and invited us to take another 
trial. Then the second time, we got it over our chin and not 
the rest of our head and as luck would have it, the Lieutenant 
made us turn around and looked at the back of our head and 
of course a second encore was in order. This was to be the 
last chance. 

We saw the big tree about a half mile down the road and 
we knew that the one penalty for failure to pass the test was to 
lope around the said tree until such a time as our spirit of 
determination was so revived that we could get the mask on 
in the prescribed time. Our only hope was to outguess the 



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sergeant and to place the mask on that particular portion of the 
craniiim that the sergeant might see fit to inspect. We held 
our breath and waited. We tried to recollect some nice pray- 
ers that our mother had taught to us in our younger days, and 
we said them at the rate of three per second. Luckily for us, 
they were answered, and when the sergeant came along he 
looked at our chin. That happened to be the same part of our 
head that we had the mask on, and we were allowed to pass off 
the drill ground with the highly efficient class. 

Then we were marched into the gas house and given a 
sample of tear gas and chlorine gas. It was demonstrated to 
us how impossible it was to be injured if we only would use our 
masks. We were given a sample of each gas in order that we 
might recognize the pleasant odors if they should be near us. 
Then we marched home with a prayer in our hearts that by 
the time we got to France, the Germans would abolish the 
use of a weapon which made necessary this most obnoxious of 
all instrimients of defense. 



The Top Kicker 

" And if you'll take my tip, sir, 
You will never make the slip, sir, 
Of asking the first sergeant how it's done!" 

WELL, here goes nothing! We were just precipitated 
out of an orderly room because we dared to ask a 
Top Kicker something about his past. And said 
Top Kicker kicked us out with his toe — and the admonishment 
that if anyone dared to write anything about him he would 
have him hung. So here goes nothing! 

We'll let you into a secret about Top Kickers! Nearly 
every one of them parts his name with a "J"! And did it 
ever occur to you that the "J" in the middle of one's name 
means trouble? No? Well, list! James /. Corbett ; James 7. 
Jeffries; John J. Pershing! And take it from us — if they don't 
part it with a "J" they should; for every Top Kicker we have 
met, lives up to the "J" thing. Personally we think Top 
Kickers are all the other " J's " rolled into one, and if we are not 
mistaken the entire regiment agrees with us. 

Usually our esteemed little subject — he stands about six 
feet in his stocking feet — is an "old timer" having come into 
the service years ago, when Philippine Islands was pronounced 
with all the "i's" sounded long. Usually the call of home 
sounds like "reveille" to the average Top Kicker and he 
laughs in derision at the business of raising cows and chickens 
and — everything. Not a few of them were out in the wilds 
of Africa shooting monkeys or "craps" when Uncle Sam de- 
cided that a Hun was a hound and Heinie should be wienie 
and they came tearing back into the Service with the firm inten- 
tion of aiding and abetting Uncle Sam's decision by helping, 
individually and collectively, to turn the sausage grinder. 

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But why he got us mixed up with enemies is something we 
cannot fathom. If we don't fall into the sausage grinder we're 
pushed in by this ogre. 

But to you who know not what the job of first sergeant calls 
for — just a word of enlightenment! And to you who know — 
let us take the opportunity to make you realize it. The first 
and prime requisite of a first sergeant is to be able to find 
needles in haystacks! Sounds funny, doesn't it? But we 
mean it ! We mean that he is the gink who decides if we know 
what we want when we want it — when we pile into the orderly 
room and start spieling in high tremolo. And he is the buffer 
for the C. C, in other words, the "go-between" who keeps 
us from making asinine blunders when we get permission to 
talk to the Company Commander. It's a tough job, Wilfred, 
and we don't envy the Top Kicker. He's the most molested 
man in the Company. Everyone must see this. 

This brings us to the psychology of the thing. We think 
that he thinks that the only way to cut a conversation or a 
request short is to cow the other fellow before he gets going! 
And we know it's put into practice. For many a recruit has 
hitched his belt and squared his shoulders before entering the 
sanctum sanctorum only to come out needing another hitch 
in the region of the bread-box and a chest-developer to hold his 
shoulders back. Possibly the Top Kicker took the starch 
out of him ; yet again it may have been the gas clouds emanat- 
ing from ye Top Kick's pipe! For Top Kickers — with few 
exceptions — smoke pipes — their own or someone's else 

There are two kinds of Top Kickers — tough ones and 
tougher ones ! Once in a while one is apt to stumble on a first 
sergeant who appears human — at first impressions — but 
they're all the same. Sometimes he's a bear, big, burly, 
blustering. He's usually a brick-bat, because he's Irish; and 
he'd have to be Irish all over to get away with the confetti 
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But there's a human side to these fellows. Though their 
ears are oft times deaf, their hearts are soft and the faintest 
whisper starts them going. We know of Top Kickers who have 
come trotting down to the tent of a sick rookie — done, of 
course, when the rest of the Company was out to drill so none 
would be the wiser — but done, nevertheless. And we have 
heard him ask that rookie if there was anything he (the Top 
Kick) could do. We know of his having juggled the K. P. 
list that some soldier boy might get away for the week-end to 
see his sweetheart — not the sergeant's, the boy's! We have 
heard him cuss out some poor imf ortunate and murmur behind 
his back, "Poor kid!" We have heard of his talking like a 
Dutch Uncle to Company Commanders just to save some 
" Buddie ' ' from going to the ' ' mill ' ' or having his ' ' belt pulled." 

So we say that the Top Kicker who can hold down the job 
of Top Kick is rightfully first sergeant ! And furthermore he's 
all man even if he does keep the best part of himself hidden. 
And when we, of this Fighting Regiment — Oh ! we're scrappers 
even if we didn't get a chance to puncture Bill's bubble — hie 
ourselves away from the strife and toil of soldiering back to 
the peace-time piu-suits and our little wives and bungalows, 
we're going to remember our Top Kicks and think what 
peaches they really were. And "we," in particular, are not 
saying this just to soft-salve the Top Kick who kicked "us" 
out. For " we " have only two ambitions in life. One of them 
is to fool an M. P.! The other? Oh, — to be himg, of course! 




"Stripes" 

WITH very few exceptions, the men who responded to 
the call to the colors in the great war, whether 
through the draft or voluntary enlistment, came into 
the service fully cognizant of the seriousness of the business 
before them and with a stern determination that they were 
going to give the best they had. They intended going to sol- 
dier with all their might. Their mere transition from civil 
to army life was not likely to rob a man of the fundamentals 
of his Americanism, enthusiasm in his task and a love for 
making good. What average "buddie" was not ambitious? 
And the chevron, ideally and theoretically, symbolized effi- 
ciency and attainment. 

"Bull" did you say, Mr. Buck Private? Nothing of the 
kind, and you know it. We say ideally and theoretically the 
chevron stands for proven efficiency, and the fact that someone 
you have in mind got his through his ' ' drag ' ' with the powers 
that be, and another who merited them has still a bare sleeve 
does not convert that statement into fertilizer. You were 
ambitious too! 

But here's one of the mysteries of life in the ranks. One's 
ambition, his anxiety to make good and to be able to show his 
pals that he's made good, must ever be a dark, dark secret. 
It was not so in civil life. One did not hesitate there to an- 
nounce his intention of putting in his best licks toward the 
attainment of some end equally desired by his associates. 

But who ever heard a soldier say that he had his cap set for 

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Corporal's chevrons or that he hoped some day to wear three 
stripes? Heaven forbid that he should ever thus disgrace 
himself among his fellows. 

"Hell, no! No stripes for me, I want to stay right where 
I am — number three in the rear rank. A buck private's got 
it over everybody, and I'm tellin' the world." Sure thing! 
How he loves to police up the Company street (finds snipes 
and match sticks and lots of things) ! He can hardly wait for 
his turn on K. P. to come around. It's so much more pleasant 
to actually do fatigue in his dirty Blues than to direct it in 
Khaki best. He's crazy about walking post. And as to the 
extra six cart wheels, why they don't interest a soldier any 
way. Sounds logical, doesn't it? 

How many times have you seen a soldier turn down a 
promotion and absolutely refuse to wear stripes when they 
were offered to him? But the end is not yet, modesty, the 
villain still pursued him. He got his stripes but — "You 
understand, I didn't want 'em! You never saw me doing any 
hand-shaking. I told the Captain I'd rather be just a private 
but he said 'no, ' so I guess I'll have to do 'er, " and his pals all 
knew he had chevrons embroidered on his undershirts within 
six hours after he was "made. " 

Though it's military immodesty to admit ambition or ver- 
bally show pride in achievement, they are potent factors in the 
life of every enlisted man. So if "Buddie" goes home with 
stripes it's ten to one he's worked hard and earned them; if 
he goes home without them it's still ten to one he's worked 
hard for them. 

Isn't this the truth as to the part stripes played in your 
military experience? Certainly, deny it among your bunkies 
for military reasons, but what about it on the inside? 



The Rifle Range 



THE greatest ambition of the soldier is to avoid reveille. 
That little bugler with his "I can't get 'em up" is the 
bane of military existence. 

There was one period of time at Camp Fremont, when our 
ambition was realized and the march held no fear for us. That 
was the period of our daily pilgrimages to the range. For 
then we beat 'em to it and by the time that the bugler got up, 
we were half way out to the place of worship. In fact the only 
use that the writer got of his bimk in those days was the pleas- 
ure of fixing it up for Saturday morning inspection. This 
idea of rolling out in the middle of the night may be very home- 
like to some of these Native Son farmers, but it goes hard on 
those who suffer under the disadvantage of a city breeding. 

The rifle range stands out as the biggest part of our army 
life. From the second day of our recruit training, we were 
warned of a terrible realm known as the range. It was held 
out as a mysterious area, taking second place only to No- 
Man's Land, where we would suffer the penalty of our misdeeds. 
We were taught how to sight, the enjoyable art of the trigger- 
squeeze, and spent many hours in the pleasant occupation 
known as "push and pull." They told us it was to make us 
hard, and we believed them. If hardness is judged by a man's 
ability to swear at the sergeant, we reached the acme of per- 
fection. 

To permit a big, fat sergeant to stand out in front of us and 
make us push a young cannon about ten feet out in the air and 
then pull it back against whatsoever part of our anatomy it 

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happened to hit, and have the limit on the time by the ser- 
geant's wind-power is an indignity that even an ambitious 
young recruit should not have to endure. Another thing that 
made a lasting impression upon us was the prone position. We 
do not know who invented it, but we wish it understood that 
this made us all devout believers in the doctrine of Hell on 




earth. A man's belly may have its uses, but we are sure that 
it was never intended for a rolling machine. 

After a month of the aforementioned delightful experiences, 
we were pronoimced "tuf enuf " for the range. We had been 
warned of its dangers, we had been told of the bucking quali- 
ties of our Enfields, and we went with padding on our shoulders 
and trepidation in our hearts. They wanted us to have our 
eyes in good shape, so they got us up in the middle of the night 



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in order that the light of day would not dazzle us. It was here 
we first learned the truth of that old saying, "It is always 
darkest before the dawn." 

Finally, just as the moon was making its morning exit, we 
piled into a bunch of cattle cars, steamed up the boiler in one 
of the Southern Pacific's oldest wrecks, and embarked on the 
great adventure. After about seven miles of bumping and 
jerking, we arrived at the scene of our trouble. Everybody 
stared at us and our minds reverted back to some of the first- 
class fimerals we had attended, and pictured another with little 
us playing the leading role. 

After much ado and necessary precaution, we marched up 
to the firing line. About three miles away there was a series of 
pinheads with ntimbers above them. We did not know just 
what they were but up the line a little way we heard an awful 
racket. The pinheads were bobbing up and down and every 
once in a while we saw a red flag waving. We immediately 
recognized that red flag. All we had heard for a month, was 
that red flag, which the sergeant had assured us would become 
the most famiHar part of our range experience if we did not 
master the trigger squeeze. 

We were lined up, placed in the fifth order, and after some 
obstreperous young corporal came along and dirtied up our 
perfectly clean rifle, we had nothing to do but stand around 
and pray that the fateful moment would hurry up and come so 
that we could get it over. We had been preached to for many 
hours about the care we should take so that the company 
would get a good record ; but at that particular moment, we did 
not give a continental about the record. Our prime ambition 
was to get back to that haven of the oppressed, our bunk. 

Finally, the call came, we stmimoned all our youthful cour- 
age, and marched up. It used to be our favorite sport when 
younger, to read of the courage and fortitude with which 
murderers went to their fate at the electric chair. Now we 



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tried to emulate their example, grasping our rifles, gritting our 
teeth, and with long and solemn faces taking our places. 

An old sergeant awaited us with a clip of cartridges. We 
did not know what to do with them, but there came a recollec- 
tion that away back in the past, some kind soul had instructed 
us in the art of inserting them in the magazine of the rifle. 
So we gingerly put them in, and as the sergeant offered no ob- 
jections, we assimied they were correct. Then we tied ourselves 
up in a knot and slid into the sling and at the sergeant's 
direction stretched ourselves out in our old friend and com- 
rade, the prone position. 

They had in the meantime moved the targets back a couple 
of miles or so but the sergeant pointed out one marked ninety- 
eight and told us it was only one hundred yards away, and far 
be it from us to tell the sergeant that he was a liar. In fact, 
our only thought was to get those ten shots fired as quickly as 
possible. So we settled down on the rocks and picked out 
our target. 

It really was not our intention to shoot at that particular 
time. As a matter of fact we had decided to lay there a while 
and see if we could not steady our nerves a bit by playing with 
the trigger, but strange as it may seem, the first thing we knew, 
the blame old cannon boomed off and we jumped a bit and the 
sergeant told us to get ready for the next shot. The marker in 
the pits was a little slow in pulling the target down and our 
first thought was: "My gosh, I missed the whole darn thing 
and I am going to get one of those red ones as sure as Heck. " 

And in the meantime we began to think of the things we 
had neglected to do. We had completely forgotten the trigger 
squeeze; we had neglected to aim properly; we may have 
flinched; and, if there were other necessary prerequisites to 
good shooting, we certainly had forgotten them. At last the 
target came up again and we settled ourselves calmly for the 
red flag. But lo and behold, he marked a four. 



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* * A little low , " warned the sergeant . ' ' Raise it up j ust a bit . " 

This time we found the mark and were rewarded with a five 
right in the center of the bull. Oh, the confidence that that 
little five brought to us! Thenceforward it was easy sailing, 
and we marched away with the air of a homecoming hero, hav- 
ing scored out with forty-eight. 

On the next range, it was the same story ; it took a few shots 
to locate the mark but we found that shooting was not such a 
wonderful art after all. We went on from the 200-line with a 
forty-six. On the last range we did not do so well, but we still 
kept up in the forties and marched back with light heart eager 
to tell our tent-mates that we really could shoot. 

It took a couple of weeks to complete the work on the 
course. Some days we shot better than others. We did not 
break any records but we discovered we could shoot and that 
any German who got in our way would find that it would be 
to his advantage to say his "Deutscher" prayers. Life held 
far more pleasure, and our daily trip to the foothills came to be 
looked on as more of a lark than a duty. 

Of course there was still that little matter of getting up 
shortly after midnight, but a person in time becomes accus- 
tomed to most anything and we can look back to our exper- 
iences on the range, not as the bugaboo of our military life, but 
as a welcome diversion and an altogether satisfactory memory. 




Regimental Exhibition at Camp Fremont 

FIOBABLY no event staged at Camp Fremont while the 
Eighth Division was stationed there was more successfully 
carried out, created more enthusiasm among the men of 
the Regiment and gathered a larger host of compliments from 
the Commanding General of the Division and the public than the 
Regimental exhibition put on by the Twelfth early in October, a 
few weeks prior to the departure of the Regiment for the East. 

Opening with a series of disarmament exercises by the 
Intelligence Section and concluding with a snappy parade by 
the Third Battalion imder the command of Major Melasky, 
the exhibition was replete throughout with peppy work. 
During their part of the program the men of the Intelligence 
Section as a starter displayed rare skill in the camouflage work 
and the art of noiselessly capturing enemy sentinels. The 
Machine Gunners who were booked for the second part of the 
program furnished plenty of material for the movie men while 
maneuvering across the field with their carts and guns. Break- 
ing from column of squads into line with the sound of the 
whistle, announcing "action" the Machine Gimners in a few 
seconds had removed guns from the carts. Mules and carts 
were soon on their way to the rear while the guns were mounted, 
all set for firing. The audience was next given first-hand in- 
formation concerning the abilities of the one-pounder outfit 
when the section simulated action a half-dozen or more times 
across the field. 

Led by Major Charles L. Mullins, Battalion Commander, 

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Regimental Exhibition at Camp Fremont 125 

the Second Battalion furnished plenty of entertainment for 
fifteen minutes with a series of calisthenics. Moving in uni- 
son, the companies of the Battalion carried out the different 
phases of the drill with such ease and precision that General 
Helmick, who was a guest, said later: "That Battalion is by 
all odds the best that has ever occupied this drill field. " 

Setting up lines of wires and establishing posts of communi- 
cation in the course of a few minutes, then taking down the 
lines and moving to the rear in less than two minutes was part 
of the stunt staged by the Signal Platoon during their exhibi- 
tion. Following the Signal Platoon's demonstration. Com- 
panies "D," "E," and "I" participated in an inter-company 
competitive close order drill. "I" Company was declared 
winner of the contest, with "E" Company second and "D" 
third. The fighters of Company "A," carrying rifles loaded 
with blanks, moved across the field in new company formation 
and, firing between advances, they afforded an interesting 
spectacle. Twenty minutes of maneuvering, which included 
every phase of skirmish and attack formation, as applied to 
the infantry, gave the Company an opportunity to display 
its ability as a crack rifle outfit. 

One of the most interesting events of the day was staged 
by the mounted orderlies. Fancy riding of all descriptions 
featured the affair. Commencing with a running race, which 
was close from the start, the exhibition included bareback rid- 
ing, a series of fancy stunts with one man riding two horses, 
"busting" wild mules and bronchos, and other thrillers. 

Following the demonstration by the Medical Detachment 
of field hospital work and the administering of first aid to 
doughboys who had faked injuries during the skirmishing, the 
Third Battalion, commanded by Major Melasky, passed in 
review as the final event of the afternoon's program. 



A Doughboy's Wedding 

SOME people wotild call it a romantic wedding which 
Chaplain Grey held during the "flu" quarantine, when 
besides the regimental quarantine, the line was also 
tight around the whole camp. 

The girl had come way down from Washington with her 
mother for the wedding, but when the matter was put up to the 
General he would not let the soldier out — only to the edge of 
camp. 

Now the law requires both parties to be present before the 
County Clerk and to sign in "the big book" before the license 
can be granted, and "the big book" had never been out- 
side the Coimty Clerk's Office, no, not since the Spaniards 
ruled in the land. But the girl was pretty, and maybe she 
used the feminine last resort, for she telephoned that if the 
Chaplain and the soldier would be in front of Camp Head- 
quarters at II : 00 A.M. the Clerk would bring down " the big 
book." It was the day of the big rain and at 1 1 Chaplain Grey 
tramped down in his slicker only to find the girl in tears, for 
the Clerk had changed his mind. ' ' The big book ' ' could come 
out only at noon after office hours. 

When at noon the Chaplain returned the sun had broken 
through for a time, the Clerk and his deputy had arrived in a 
Ford, and on the counter of the Andrus Bus Station lay the big 
book. In less time than it takes to tell, the papers were com- 
plete, and whirling around the Clerk said, " Now , go to it , Chap- 
lain." Out on the grass under the nearest oak, the Chaplain 
read the service. Half an hour later he found them down by 

the Hostess House enjoying their honeymoon two paces apart. 

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"Close to Disgrace, or the Pill Rollers* 

Last Stand" 

IT was three weeks since the Regiment had been smitten 
with the blight of quarantine. Everyone was as hard as 
nails, and just as fit as six weeks of unremitting applica- 
tion to infantry drill, in all its phases, could make him. Life 
in a cantonment, at the best, has few thrills, but clap a quaran- 
tine on and it is real monotony. A time comes when even the 
enchanting possibility of getting a black eye or a split lip in a 
boxing bout at the Chaplain's tent loses its power to enthrall. 
The doughboy becomes uneasy. He begins to feel like the 
mule on the picket line and he wants to kick. 

These are times when he feels like kicking over the traces 
altogether and going "A. W. O. L. " Only a few sentries are 
between him and the Big Village and it is not hard to sHp 
through the line on a dark night. Of course, it may be hard 
to get back into Camp again. He may be court-martialed, but 
he might just as well be in the mill as in quarantine. The 
Colonel knew this as well as the Buck Private, so he decided 
to provide some amusement for the troops. There would be 
an inter-company drill demonstration. It would be held 
Friday at Stanford Field and the entire Regiment would at- 
tend. A program was published and the companies which 
were to participate made reply. 

The Rifle companies, the Machine Gun Company, the 

specialists' platoons of Headquarters Company, and the other 

entrants were on the qui vive, but nothing was said about the 

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" The Pill Rollers' Last Stand " 129 

Pill Battery. Those who were on the inside, however, knew 
that the Medical Detachment was to do a " stunt. ' ' It was not 
on the program and it was intended as a surprise (a surprise, 
perhaps, that the Pill Rollers could do anything!). 

The great day came and company after company, platoon 
after platoon, the Regiment marched to Stanford Field. How 
good it felt to be able to stretch one's legs once again and to 
leave the odious quarantine behind, even if it was for only the 
short space of an afternoon ! And trailing up the rear, girdled 
about with those clumsy belts that look like life-preservers, 
came the Medical Detachment. The ' ' Fighting Pill Battery ' ' 
was going into action ! 

Bringing up the rear was the medical cart, a two-wheeled 
vehicle that would have passed for a second cousin to a dirnip- 
cart. Under its canvas cover were the chests containing the 
first aid kit, drugs, and surgical dressings. To the cart was 
hitched the fiery charger that an unfeeling Quartermaster had 
wished on the long-suffering Pill Battery. On deaf ears had 
fallen the Regimental Surgeon's repeated appeals to the Divi- 
sion Quartermaster to relieve the Medical Detachment of this 
dangerous animal. Daily the stable police, in fear and trem- 
bling, had combed and brushed this hulking brute from a dis- 
tance of three paces. Until the last hour before starting for 
the parade ground they had hoped against hope, that the 
Remount Depot would send another animal to replace this 
equine menace. But the relief never came, and it was with 
many a misgiving that they primed their hypodermics and 
made ready to go over the top. 

The demonstration had enjoyed considerable publicity 
and there was a good audience. The Commanding General 
and his Staff, a moving picture man, and many civilians had 
come to witness the spectacle. 

Never before had the Rifle companies marched so well. 
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130 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

and precision than it was that afternoon. Not a man was out 
of step and no pivots were left on the field. 

The bayonet contest was a bloodless encounter. "Over 
the top and give 'em Hell!" the leaders of the rival teams 
shouted, and over they went. At each other's throats they 
flew. No need of "Give 'em a growl!" here. They snarled, 
they shouted, they whooped, they went for the throat and got 
their man. They crouched over vicious "Short points, " they 
lunged and made fatal "Long points"; they parried and 
thrust, and sent their blades home (through the ciu-ve of the 
elbow). And bayonet faces! As many demons coiild not 
have put more malice, more ferocity into a human counte- 
nance, than did these fighters. If the two teams only could 
have been transported bodily and set down that very minute 
"Somewhere in the Somme sector," they would have broken 
through the Hun hnes and would have gone hurthng across 
the Rhine like a streak of lightning. 

The Machine Gun mules were there and they had brought 
the men with them. The whistle blew and they dashed into 
action. In a cloud of dust, under the death-dealing hail of 
Boche shrapnel, high explosive shells, and phosgene gas, the 
men threw themselves on the ground, and "mounted guns." 
Given the range, they released such a torrent of steel that the 
enemy melted like snow before the sun, and amid the plaudits 
of the civilians, and the click of the camera, the mules led 
the gunners off the field. 

The One Pounder shot higher than ever and the Intelligence 
Section lived up to its name. Then came another bayonet 
contest, at the end of which several men simulated wounds 
and remained on the field after the combatants had withdrawn. 
It was now time for the release of the Grand Surprise, a one- 
reel comedy by the Pill Battery. 

The Medical Detachment was to startle the Regiment with 
a demonstration of First Aid. The Corps men were to set up 



" The Pill Rollers^ Last Stand " 131 

a dressing station, send out stretcher-bearers for the wounded, 
and bring them back to the First Aid Station. This was all to 
be done in the space of five minutes. Speed was the "motif " ! 
Captain Peterson marshaled his forces at one end of the field. 
The Battery prepared for action! 

Out dashed horse and cart, followed by the Hospital Corps 
in column of fours. The center of the field was reached, the 
horse unhitched and led to a safe distance, and using the cart 
as a support, a Dressing Station was quickly improvised by 
stretching a shelter-half from the cart to a pair of poles. A 
litter placed across two chests served as an operating table. 
Across the field to the wounded men sped the litter bearers. 
Amid the applause of the audience they applied the necessary 
splints and dressings, and in a short time had carried the 
patients back to the Dressing Station. 

One minute still remained in which to dismantle the First 
Aid Station, load the cart, coax the horse into the cart and 
leave the field. But there was the horse to be reckoned with! 
Under ordinary conditions, to manage this animal would have 
been difficult, and the Corps had often speculated as to just 
what would happen when he started to prick up his ears and 
get that loco look at the sound of the Minnewurfer and the 
Soixante-Quinze ! 

The hour had struck. The horse must be led back to the 
cart and inducted into the shafts. It was a hfe-sized job, but 
the irony of fate had assigned it to the smallest man in the 
Detachment. Gingerly, he approached the horse from the 
rear. The watchful animal felt his presence, but registered 
stony indifference. Apologetically the little man looked up at 
the animal and with great circumspection grasped the bridle. 
Straightway the horse assumed a belligerent attitude, laid his 
ears back, planted his fore feet squarely, and gave a defiant 
snort. The little man looked apprehensively at the towering 
brute, then his affrighted gaze swept the vast assemblage of 



132 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

spectators. It was a critical moment. The camera froze him 
with its one unsympathetic optic; like a death-knell its stac- 
cato click smote his ears. 

At last he signaled to his comrades for help. In their 
eagerness they would have bolted right in front of the horse, 
but, despite his embarrassment, the Httle driver had sufficient 
presence of mind to warn them to approach cautiously. They 
divided into three sections, thinking to steal upon the horse 
from the rear and to envelop his flanks. Somehow, the 
perverse animal detected the contemplated maneuver, and 
suddenly wheeling aroimd, started to balk in a fashion that 
struck terror into the hearts of even the most doughty Pill 
Roller. 

Meantime the minutes were speeding by. The audience 
was still sympathetically attentive, but the public is fickle. 
A few minutes longer and it would be not only mirthful but 
mocking. What was to be done? The Pill Rollers looked at 
one another blankly. Ridicule stared them in the face. 

Suddenly, an old soldier spoke up: "Give the horse a shot 
of morphine and we can haul the cart off the field ourselves!" 
He had cut the Gordian knot ! Everyone heaved a deep sigh 
of relief. The needle was produced, and while the others held 
the horse, one man, more valiant than the rest, plunged the 
needle deep into the horse's neck. Soon the animal toppled 
over and lay stretched upon the grovmd and the Corps men 
turned to the abandoned cart. 

Led by the Sandow of the outfit, a half-dozen husky medi- 
cos grasped it by the shafts, and amidst the jeers of the infan- 
try and the cheers of the civilians, pulled it off the field. The 
camera clicked on and the Commanding General, his Staff, and 
their guests went over to the pavilion for tea. The partici- 
pants marched back to Camp and "Army Straight." 



The First Fire Call at Camp Fremont 

ALTHOUGH the daily army routine as outlined by 
Uncle Sam for his soldiers is built around the prin- 
ciples, "alertness and snap," "pimch and pep," as 
our own Colonel Aloe describes it, the one time when every 
man must be on his toes and ready to go regardless of circum- 
stances is when fire call sounds. 

No matter whether the call of the bugler, usually preceded 
by warning shots by the sentinels on post is blown at high noon 
or in the dead of night, the soldier must be ready to "fall in" 
in "two counts" — one to hit the floor, and the other to form 
in line! 

Fire calls were not very numerous while the Twelfth was 
stationed at Camp Fremont. In fact, the men who joined the 
organization in May did not have a chance to respond to one 
until the first Saturday in October, at about 3:30 a.m. 

It was the night before the last divisional review, after 
which the "Pathfinder" Division began to break camp to 
move eastward. Every man in the Regiment had retired early 
under orders to be ready to stand reveille at 4:30 the next 
morning instead of 5:30. During the night, dark clouds 
gathered from the southwest and a gentle California autumnal 
rain was falling. Not a sound could be heard through the big 
camp with the exception of an occasional muffled ring from 
an alarm clock, awakening the company cooks so that break- 
fast might be prepared in time, or the challenging of sentinels. 

Suddenly a chorus of sharp pistol-shots intermingled with 

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134 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

the call "Fire!" by the sentinels rent the air. Buglers, 
awakened by the outcry, were soon on duty, racing from one 
company street to another, sounding the call for fire. Weird 
shrieks from the camp siren horns and those attached to the 
big fire trucks were heard on all sides. 

There was a fire. Older men of the Regiment who knew 
only too well what that meant, rushed into the company 
streets and aroused the sleeping soldiers, warning them that 
they must get out, and get out "on the double," regardless of 
whether they were entirely clothed or not. 

And the soldiers "got out" too. In a few seconds' time the 
streets were swarming with soldiers, hurrying to get into com- 
pany formation. Chased from their warm bunks by the 
alarm, the new men indeed presented a hiimorous spectacle. 
All of them, of course, were out. But the apparel of some was 
too scanty to describe! 

In the first platoon of Machine Gun Company, for instance, 
an excited soldier stood with his hat, shirt, and trousers on; 
that was about all, too. A sock graced his left foot and he 
held a shoe and legging in his hands — while he was making a 
vain attempt to act cool. Many of the men ran out and lined 
up without shoes, hats, or coats. Others had been fortunate 
enough to hear the first call and were fully dressed with the 
possible exception of leggings. 

Everyone was trying to appear cool and collected. In this 
the older men of the Company succeeded, but it was hardly 
possible for the newer men. The dark clouds over head were 
brightened almost continuously by the fiery sheets of flame 
which leaped upward. 

Not until the officers arrived a few minutes later, and an- 
nounced that the Company would not be needed to help fight 
the fire as recall had already gone, did the men have an oppor- 
tunity to relax from the strenuous excitement of the preceding 
ten minutes. 



The First Fire Call at Camp Fremont 135 

Soon afterwards word came through headquarters from a 
member of the Company who had "beat it " through the guards 
that the old skating rink at Menlo Park, situated about half 
a mile from the camp proper, had burned. 




Last Days at Camp Fremont 

THE Regiment was packing up. The long months of 
drill were over, the tedious weeks of quarantine would 
soon be a memory, and now almost any day would see 
the Twelfth Infantry shouldering packs for a joyous march 
to the long line of coaches that would transport the Regiment 
across the continent. From Headquarters down to Company 
" M, " the varicolored boxes gave the streets a gala appearance. 
Each battalion had its own combination of colors, crimson and 
red, black and white, green and black, and on all the boxes, that 
magic triangle, "A. E. F.," symbolic of the wonderful possi- 
bilities that the future held in store. 

The immistakable signs of our early departure were every- 
where and nothing indicative of moving was overlooked by 
the men of the Regiment. A large pile of cordwood had ap- 
peared near Headquarters. Under the watchful eyes of the 
sentries the prisoners had carefully split it into stove size. 

"For the Cook Car on the trip across the continent," said 
the Color Sergeant in a whisper, "we'll get our orders any day 
now; all we're waiting for is that telegram from Washington. " 
This passed like wild-fire from tent to tent, and was soon part 
of the ever-increasing host of rumors. 

The air was surcharged with the intense excitement of ex- 
pectancy. Everyone was on his toes. And good reason, too. 
Were not these last days the culmination of the hard work, the 
incessant drill, the hopes, the fears, and the repeated disap- 
pointments of months? There were old soldiers in the Regi- 

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Last Days at Camp Fremont 137 

ment who had fought the Spanish in Cuba, Aguinaldo and the 
Moros in the Philippines; there were boys who had joined the 
Colors at the outbreak of the trouble with Mexico, and had 
fought Mexicans, centipedes, tarantulas, and rattlesnakes on 
the Border. Enlisted men and drafted men, the Texan who 
had followed the head-htmter through tropical swamps, the 
Missourian who had pursued the "imaginary enemy" of the 
F. S. R. through three hitches, and the Bostonian and New 
Yorker who had learned to hold their first pivot biit six weeks 
before — old soldier and recruit were keyed up to the breaking 
point. They could hardly sleep at night for fear that some- 
thing might happen to countermand the order for their depar- 
ture, or that the War would be over before they left even the 
Cantonment. 

That hostilities might end was a much dreaded possibility, 
for almost every Saturday night the Dove of Peace would 
flutter over the Camp in the guise of the "Extras" of the San 
Francisco newspapers declaring that it was reported that 
Germany was about to ask for an Armistice. 

All horses, mules, and wagons had been turned in to the 
Remoimt Depot, as were all surplus articles of equipment. 
Light underwear, canvas leggings, and all clothing not included 
in the overseas equipment had been returned to the Supply 
Sergeants, and the floors of the Supply Tents were heaped high 
with discarded clothing. All day the brains of the Supply 
Sergeants reeled with the conglomeration of articles that were 
to be checked and rechecked, while at night (if they were able 
to find time to lie down at all), they tossed restlessly, their 
sleep broken by nightmares of drowning in which they strug- 
gled for breath in an ever-mounting tide of canvas leggings, 
russet shoes, cotton imderwear, barrack-bags, and shelter halves. 
In addition to the colossal task of checking the thousands 
of articles that were being tui*ned in, was the equally huge 
labor of issuing and checking the new overseas equipment. 



138 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

Everyone had been issued heavy wool clothing and trench 
shoes. How reluctant we all were to part with our tailored 
uniforms and dress shoes! What memories of those care-free 
hours of the week-end pass clung to those clothes! And when 
we turned them in, how much more went with them than the 
mere articles checked off in the little ruled spaces of the Cloth- 
ing Slip. How queer the clumsy, cowhide shoes, what jests 
and gibes the heavy hobs provoked! Yet, they made us feel 
more like soldiers and it seemed as if at last we were to be real 
fighters. 

These final days, above all, were days of elimination. After 
we had learned that we could not take our barrack-bags with 
us, what surprising discoveries were made with regard to what 
we could get along without ! The exigencies of space forced us 
to strip ourselves down to the bare necessities. 

The Quarantine had compHcated matters somewhat. Many 
of the men had brought their families to Palo Alto during 
the long period of training and there were a hundred and 
one little odds and ends that each one felt that he should at- 
tend to before leaving. Under the quarantine, it was im- 
possible either to leave or to return to the Regimental confines. 
For weeks the sentries had paced about the Regimental area 
and before the entire Division was put in quarantine, friends 
and relatives were permitted to visit the men of the Regiment 
at six paces distance. During the sunny October afternoons, 
the surrounding streets were gay with the dresses of sweet- 
hearts, mothers, and sisters, as they stood here and there in 
pathetic little groups, talking with "their soldier boy," for 
what might perhaps be the last time. Meanwhile, the sentry 
would pass and repass, as he walked his post, taking care that 
the prescribed six paces were maintained. Often the visitors 
would bring limch or supper from the nearby Hostess House, 
and then would follow a curious sort of picnic, one half of the 
party within the quarantined area, while the other remained 



Victory-Peace Celebration, New York 





Sky line, New York City 




Packed aboard the ferry 



Wall Street on Victory Day 




New York Bay 



Camp Mills to Newport News 




First Battalion goes to Norfolk 



Last Days at Camp Fremont 139 

six paces out in the road. When the sentry's back was turned, 
the food was passed quickly to the " prisoners." 

But as the severity of the epidemic increased, and the en- 
tire Division was placed in quarantine, it became necessary to 
take away even this privilege, and despite the fact that the 
Regiment might leave upon scant notice, everyone, from the 
Colonel down to the raw recruit, was unable to communicate 
with his relatives save by telephone, letter, or telegraph. 

How strangly quiet everything had become with the Di- 
visional quarantine! How curious seemed the absence of the 
whir of automobiles along Santa Cruz Avenue, and how de- 
serted the Regimental borders with only the khaki clad sen- 
tries! Gone the gay colored dresses and vanished the bright 
green parasols ! 

Now, as never before, did the men of the Regiment realize 
that there was a Chaplain. Indeed, they were glad that the 
latest Tables of Organization provided for three chaplains. The 
old-time Army Chaplain may have been content with being 
solely a "spiritual advisor," but during these last days the 
Chaplain was called upon for almost any service. 

And what a good old world it seemed to us all, that wonder- 
ful place beyond the veiling oak trees. How ironical, that 
despite our nearness, it should still be so far removed! As 
was often heard in the Regiment during this trying period, "If 
we were in France, we wouldn't mind so much, but here we are, 
right close to our relatives and friends; some of us may never 
come back,^and yet we cannot see them!" 

There was no errand that was not entrusted to the Chaplain. 
He was preacher, lawyer, banker , expressman, sport promoter, 
movie man, notary — mother, father, sister, brother, to 3,500 
men. Daily he would leave for Palo Alto, his pockets bulging 
with money orders, drafts, checks, telegrams, and his brain 
reeling with the multitudinous commissions with which he had 
been entrusted. To add to his difficulties, the large tent which 



140 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

had served him as chapel, theater, and recreation hall had been 
struck and was already packed up. As one doughboy put it, 
*' I'd go mad if I were in his place. The poor man has no place 
that he can call home or office, nothing but an open field to run 
around in and no place to hide from the clamoring mob who 
are begging him to cash a draft, sell them stamps, send a tele- 
gi*am, or despatch their suitcase." 

And the Canteen. What would the Regiment have done 
without it? Somehow, when there is nothing else to do, the 
doughboy begins to feel a gnawing sensation in the region of 
his stomach. Failing this, he gets thirsty, or wants a smoke. 
No civilian will ever know what a craving for sweets follows 
the combination of hard drill and Army chow. The Quaran- 
tine barred the Y and the K. C. and we could not go to town. 
But there was the Canteen. 

During these days the Canteen did a phenomenal business. 
Picture a general merchandise store, restaurant, candy, and 
ice-cream parlor all rolled into one with the monopoly of the 
trade of 3,500 men, and you have Big Business. Since sanitary 
restrictions forbade promiscuous congregating, it was found 
necessary to close the Canteen as a store. The men were per- 
mitted to line up before the door and the clerks would bring 
out whatever purchases they wished to make. And line up 
they did, as early and late as the worn-out clerks would work. 
There they would stand, clamoring to be waited upon, while 
the harassed clerks tried in vain to satisfy their demands for 
"Service." There were two lines, each often more than a 
hundred feet long; one lead to the pie and ice-cream coimter, 
the other to the exchange counter. Four sentries, two on each 
"queue" kept the men lined up. And how they would tackle 
those pies, after that long wait for the privilege of digging into 
them ! In one day, from twelve noon until seven-thirty in the 
evening, the Canteen reported the sale of 2,250 pies! Then 
the supply ran out. And soda pop! Two dozen cases would 



Last Days at Camp Fremont 141 

not last two minutes! Quarantine made these men both 
hungry and thirsty. Four thousand eight hundred bottles 
of soda water was one day's sale. Apples went as fast, the 
average daily sale being at least fifty boxes. 

Equally as busy as the Canteen was the telephone booth. 
There was the one vital link with the outside world, this won- 
derful medium by which the anxious mother, wife, or sweet- 
heart could hear the voice of her loved one, despite the line 
of M. P.'s surrotmding the Camp, and the chain of sentries who 
paced day and night around the limits of the Regiment. 
Strangely enough, although telegrams were subject to military 
censorship, even up imtil the very hour of departure, the mails 
and the telephone wires were uncensored. To the considerate- 
ness of whatever benevolent soul in leather puttees this liberal 
policy was due, no one ever knew, but what grateful prayers 
must have ascended to the Pearly Gates in his behalf! 

The celestial wires were heavily charged with the thankful 
petitions of lover and maid, mother and son, husband and 
wife. From before daybreak until the wee small hours, the 
telephone booth had its line-up. Three thousand five hundred 
men and only one telephone booth! Connecting this lone 
booth with all of northern California was the one small ex- 
change in Palo Alto. Small wonder that even when one was 
fortunate enough to get anywhere near the telephone, it was a 
matter of hours before he could get any reply to a long-distance 
call. 

The influenza was beginning to make itself felt. The 
length of the line-up at the Canteen was exceeded only by the 
number of men who reported daily on Sick Call. Ambulances 
filled with masked patients left almost hourly for the Base 
Hospital, and the temporary hospital that had been established 
at Headquarters was crowded. The Colonel, the Regimental 
Supply Sergeant, a Battalion Sergeant Major and the Supply 
Officer were all stricken, and at times there were grave fears 



142 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

that the departure of the Regiment would be delayed because 
of the number of men who had been transferred to the Base 
Hospital. 

Suddenly, on Monday, October 21st, came the order to 
strike tents and to empty our bedsacks. The great day had 
come. On the bulletin boards was posted our new address, 
"care of the A. E. F. via New York. " 

That night was the nearest thing to a carnival that the 
Regiment had ever witnessed. The myriads of incandescent 
lights which dangled from the wires over the empty tent frames 
shed a mellow radiance over the groups who gathered in the 
streets and sang the songs that had seemed to go along with 
the drill. Never had we sung Over There with such enthusiasm. 
We were going over at last, we felt it, we knew it. Never 
before had the song. There's a Long, Long Trail meant so much 
to us! Now and then the night would seem as day in the 
intense white light of a flare. As the bright radiance spent 
itself and the dim outlines of the momentarily revealed oaks 
were lost in the obscurity of the night, the hiss of a rocket 
would rise above the murmurs of the camp and the meteor- 
like projectile would describe its fiery course across the dark 
canopy overhead. The Signal Platoon was celebrating with 
its expendable fireworks. 

We had emptied our bed sacks that afternoon on the grow- 
ing mountain of straw that was piHng up near Morrison Field. 
Our packs were all rolled and ready to put on our backs, with 
the exception of the extra blanket left out for that night, but 
everyone was so joyful, so exuberantly happy at the prospect 
of leaving, that he would scarcely have slept had he had the 
downiest pillow instead of the bare canvas cot which, supple- 
mented by a pair of blankets and an overcoat, served as a 
couch for those who cared to snatch their forty winks. As 
the night grew colder, many gathered in the bath-houses for 
there the gas water-heaters afforded some warmth. 



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In the kitchens the cooks were busy making sandwiches 
for the morrow, long after the bugler had blown taps and the 
bells of the nearby convent had tolled midnight. 

The next day would see the finale of the tedious months of 
drill and rumor. The Twelfth would leave Fremont and its 
spreading oaks for the Gateway to the Great Adventure, the 
Port of Embarkation. 

The Port of Embarkation! What magical words; what 
boundless vistas they opened up ! How charged with possi- 
bilities! They might mean anything. Would we leave the 
States from "an Atlantic port" for France, as had the hun- 
dreds of thousands who had crossed the seas before us, or 
would we follow the contingent that had gone to Siberia? 
And what route would we take? How long would we be on 
the road? How many of us would come back? What a 
remarkable fascination in the very uncertainty of it all I Far 
flung, indeed, was the battle-line of our imagination from 
the blood-soaked fields of Flanders to the shores of the Yellow 
Sea. /T^. 




Eight Trains, Eight Days, the Pride 
of the Eighth 

QUITE a coincidence, eh! Eight trains of war-hungry 
soldiers, the pride of the Eighth Division spending 
Eight long days with the brakies, speeding across the 
continent. Resentment to the word "speeding" as applied to 
the trip may be shown by the majority of the men of the 
Twelfth. For, if the writer remembers correctly, there was little 
"speeding" done on the trip, and furthermore the twenty -five 
mile per limit for troop trains as determined by our esteemed 
friend and boss. Uncle Sam, was not violated. That is, it was 
not exceeded, and if any violation occurred it was because the 
trains did not travel up to the prescribed limit. 

Leaving at regular intervals during the forty-eight-hour 
period including October 226. and 23d, the personnel of the 
Twelfth aboard tourist cars were soon well out of the mild 
climate of "Simny" California by the northern route through 
the snow-capped Sierras into the barren desert lands, and by 
the southern route through the Mojave Desert, around by the 
way of New Mexico and Arizona. As was the case of the forty- 
two trains which carried the Eighth Division on the trip, the 
eight trains transporting the Twelfth were about equally 
divided between the northern and southern routes. 

The men who boarded trains taking the southern route, 

although apparently having the worst end of the affair during 

the first few days of the trip, undoubtedly had a more interesting 

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wind-up than the other sections of the Regiment. At Detroit, 
Michigan, the trains were run aboard a train-ferry and trans- 
ported across the Detroit River to Windsor, Canada. Arriving 
at Niagara Falls all of the men were given an opportunity to 
see the falls from the Canada side. Soon after entraining again 
at the falls, the river was crossed and taking a southwesterly 
course the troops were soon well back into the States. 

Although the trip was a long and tedious one, naturally 
tiresome considering the fact that the cars were crowded with 
the extra equipment, plenty of thrills were afforded the men 




through the fact that several of the trains were wrecked — 
principally cars becoming detached and left stranded while the 
rest of the train proceeded till the trouble was discovered. 



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The Red Cross, as usual, was on hand at nearly every stop 
with cigarettes and candies. The men had an opportunity to 
enjoy the hospitality of the Red Cross in a dozen or more 
States on the trip and were imiversal in their opinion that this 
organization was the ''same good " everywhere. The Y. M. C. 
A. also came in for their share of the good work. At Cleveland 
the "Y" extended an invitation to the officers to allow their 
men to visit the big "Y" building during the three-hour lay- 
over there. Did the dusky doughboys take advantage of the 
invitation? Well we should hope so, and after a half -hour's 
struggle with the showers and a few snappy bouts in the gym, 
which took up the major part of the three hours, the soldiers 
appeared noticeably refreshened and boarded the trains feeling 
"fit as a fiddle." 

All of the sections, into which the Regiment was divided 
for the trip, had their stories of the best reception of the trip, 
but the one as told by a part of the Provisional Battalion 
regarding their stop-over at Bath, New York, a prosperous 
town of 20,000 inhabitants situated in the Catskill Mountains, 
seemed to be the best. Arriving over the Knickerbocker 
Limited about two o'clock in the afternoon, the day before they 
reached Hoboken, the major in charge of the train directed that 
the men remove all equipment from the cars for the first in- 
spection of the trip. Lining up with full equipment near the 
railroad station, the soldiers soon were surrounded by hundreds 
of the citizens of the town. Although scores of troop trains 
passed through this place weekly, none ever stopped long enough 
for the soldiers to detrain. The only soldiers who had ever 
stopped over in the town were a battalion of artillery which 
marched in the Labor Day parade last fall. 

It seemed that the whole town had gathered at the station 
in a few minutes. The people could not do enough for the 
men, it appeared. After fifteen minutes of snappy calisthenics 
the soldiers in squad formation marched through the principal 



Eight Trains, Eight Days, Pride of the Eighth 147 

streets of the city, and at the conclusion of the parade, were 
treated to a hot lunch in a down-town restaurant. While 
they were waiting at the station for the command to again 
board the train, the Red Cross with the aid of a score or more 
business men distributed smokes, fruit, and candies and when 
the train pulled out sent them on the road with a series of 
rousing cheers. 

As the trains made stops of from one to three hours prac- 
tically every day, the soldiers had an opportunity to get a 
glimpse at several large cities during the trip. Each morning, 
weather permitting, they detrained and were put through a 
stiff series of calisthenics, usually followed by a short hike. 
In case the weather was inclement and would not permit out- 
side "setting-up exercises" the aisles of the cars were made to 
serve the purpose. 

One disappointing phase of the trip to the soldiers was the 
fact that the trains passed through practically every large city 
at night. Commencing with the stop after dusk the first day 
out at Sacramento, Ogden, Utah, Omaha, Nebraska, Chicago, 
Cleveland, and Buffalo were in the majority of cases passed 
through during the wee hours of the morning. At Chicago as 
one of the doughboys described it, "our train must have been 
mistaken for a cattle train, for the switching crew played ping- 
pong with us in the stockyards nearly all night." 

Detraining upon their arrival at Hoboken and boarding a 
ferry for the trip up the harbor to the Long Island railway 
for the last lap of the journey to Camp Mills, the soldiers 
found plenty of entertainment, taking in the scenes around 
the harbor. 

Outside of a few cases of "flu" the men of the Regiment 
arrived at Camp Mills in good shape and had soon forgotten 
their experiences of the past eight days, looking forward to the 
preparation for and the big trip across the pond. 



off Again ! On Again ! Camp Mills 

EXTRA! Extra! All 'bout the Wa-haw!" shrieked 
the newsboy in the early morning subsequent to our 
arrival about midnight at Camp Mills. 

Needless to say his method of salesmanship brought little 
response on that particular morning. For having hiked two 
miles in the dark with full field packs on our backs, we were 
not disposed toward early rising. Particularly when upon our 
arrival, we were obliged to raise a tent, search for bunks, and 
long for bedsacks, till sleep overtook us. Another bedlam of 
excitement had been occasioned by the general stampede for 
equipment that had been discarded promiscuously in the dark. 
Accusations, charging everyone in general, and no one in 
particular, with most any crime from petty larceny to em- 
bezzlement, were rampant and disturbed the midnight quie- 
tude. Finally everyone had taken someone's equipment and 
turned in. 

For that inconsiderate newsboy to shout, "All about the 
Wa-haw, " before noon, was to us a heinous crime deserving 
court-martial. 

During this first day, little occurred except that we took a 
much-needed bath. Some spent the time making the acquaint- 
ance of newsboys and the natives of Long Island. These in- 
dividuals were of an affable disposition and assured us that, 
considering the time of year, we were being blessed with ex- 
ceptionally fine weather. This at scarcely more than thirty 
degrees above ! But that night it broke loose by commencing 

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to rain pitch-forks and hammer-handles at double time. In 
tents, much the worse for long service, we were baptized with 
enough over-head irrigation to have converted the Mojave 
Desert into a sea. Then we rose to dress with our feet dabbling 
in a "River Jordan, " which flowed turbulently under our bunk 
and out beneath the flap, or hole where the flap ought to be. 

The system of supplying us with chow included all "mur- 
dering" improvements. A few blasts on a whistle started a 
general stampede through a sea of mud for the inevitable line, 
and woe unto him who was slow of foot and arrived last to 
stand longest in the downpour. So velocity was a matter of 
expediency to all concerned. When the rations were formally 
issued, one could recline against the Mess Shack or sit on the 
wood pile with back to the wind and dust, thereby missing 
some of it. The alternative to this was to vamoose back to 
one's tent which Uncle Sam's nephews had equipped for light 
housekeeping, though indiscreetly ignoring the light. 

Occasionally, if one felt so disposed and had a couple of 
affidavits from disinterested parties he could make a return 
trip for "seconds." But "seconds" usually consisted of pie 
bought jointly and severally by the various occupants of each 
tent and fetched from the canteen by whichever member of 
the hexagon happened to be broke. If it was immediately 
after pay-day with everybody flush, we matched or tossed a 
coin to see who would constitute the detail. 

The first week was one of suspense and conflicting rumors 
originating for the most part somewhere in the rear or else with 
the newsboys who persisted in shouting, "There will be no 
more hobnails! " or "All about the prune pickers! " 

Firm in the belief that we were going to account for the 
Kaiser and innumerable other square-heads, our spirits were 
high and our morale unexcelled. The first rumor that Ger- 
many had surrendered had a depressing mental effect that 
bordered on disgust, but we were heartened somewhat by the 



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continued daily examination that was to precede our departure 
by twenty-four hours. But each time about io:oo p.m., after 
we had our pack made and bedsack emptied, orders would 
come that held us up. A week of this and then, — "The Armis- 
tice." It found the Twelfth all dressed up but with no place 
to go. 

It is safe to say that at this point our enthusiasm relaxed 
somewhat, and a general feeling of disappointment possessed 
us. Then we commenced doing our bit at fatigue. That hurt. 
We were fighters and preferred to have that work relegated to 
the Labor Battalions. 

So we toiled, without the spirited application with which 
we could have dug a trench at Chateau-Thierry. How- 
ever, our spirits were enlivened noticeably when the quaran- 
tine was lifted and passes were granted. The Twelfth took 
New York by storm and was royally received by its people. 
After the novelty of the bright lights had subsided some- 
what, we explored a few of the smaller towns, including 
Hempstead and Jamaica. As per schedule and in conformity 
with precedent, again there were rumors of our moving, the 
customary three weeks having elapsed. It is said the prime 
requisites of atypical soldier are: always broke, always hungry, 
and always wanting to move; so being typical soldiers, we were 
not averse to moving. 

After a series of rumors pro and con with fluctuating hopes 
on the part of the men, marching orders finally came. There 
were some foreboding and slight misgivings when we boarded a 
real transport, for we had to admit that we were not quite sure 
just where we were going. We had relinquished all hopes of a 
European trip and the prospects for adventure had vanished, 
so when a forty-eight-hour ride in a southwesterly direction 
finally landed us at Newport News, we were thankful even for 
small blessings. 



Little Old New York 

PRIVATE WATSON slicked his hair back, attacked his 
hob -nail shoes with a scrubbing brush, and tilting his 
overseas cap at an angle of forty-five, started for the 
Metropolis of the world. Joy reigned in camp that day for 
twenty-five per cent of each Company of the Twelfth Infantry 
had permission to see New York by day and night. 

Song and story had told Private Watson much about the 
great city, but he was soon to see with his own eyes the tall 
buildings, Fifth Avenue, and even Broadway by night. Sol- 
dier Watson had his heart set on seeing Broadway, for wasn't 
that the place where broken hearts were featured and where 
the bright lights shone ever so brilliantly? 

New York stood waiting with her arms extended to greet 
the lad in khaki. The automobilist speeding along the con- 
crete highway in a flying Packard, threw on the brakes and 
invited the soldier to ride into town. The soldier thought he 
was a stranger in New York, but as mile after mile was reeled 
off, he was kept busy nodding his head. "Gosh, the folks here 
take a liking to soldiers, don't they?" was the thought that 
ran through Watson's muddled brain. He was whirled down 
the city's wide streets and he was the cynosure of all eyes. 
Big business men, pretty little store girls, the corner barkers 
and all seemed to bid him welcome. He climbed out of the 
car, realizing that New York was a soldier's city. The farther 
he walked, the firmer became his conviction that New York 
loved Uncle Sam's soldiers. 

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He strolled up and down paying no particular attention to 
directions for the sights he saw kept his attention. He 
boarded a big sight-seeing car, and with a crowd of tourists 
traveled all over the city, and got an eye full for a thin dime. 
The soldier was real hungry as chow time approached. He 
strutted into the dining-room of the Hotel Belmont and 
ordered a double porterhouse steak with all of the trimmings. 
The bill amounted to two dollars and sixty-five cents, but the 
food was splendid and the social end of it pleased our soldier. 
He pulled out his pocketbook and produced a five-dollar bill, 
that had been earned by the sweat of his brow. But just then 
a gray -haired man stepped out and said,*' My boy, you are 
evidently going to France, let me pay for that dinner and when 
you come back I want you to look me up, " and he gave Watson 
his card. The soldier was partly stunned. He thanked the 
old gentleman very kindly and wandered out into the street. 

It was night. Broadway was all lit up. The streets were 
jammed with pedestrians and the soldier's right arm was kept 
busy saluting his officers. 

He marched on and stopped where a speaker was talking in 
behalf of the Liberty Bond issue. He was singled out and 
presented with a smileage book good for all theatrical shows in 
any camp. The eyes of the big boy from the West fairly 
danced. He elbowed his way out of the throng and a comely 
woman stopped him and inquired as to the length of his pass. 
She invited him to dinner the following day but Private Wat- 
son had to decline as drill would claim his attention on the 
morrow. So it was wherever he went — a continual round of 
pleasure. Money he could not spend and the people were so 
kind to him. Someone had told him that it would cost him 
twenty -five dollars to see New York and here he was having 
the time of his life for a dime. 

While profiteers in some cities waxed rich off the soldiers, 
New York protected them and showed them the finest sort of 



Little Old New York 153 

hospitality. The big policeman on the city's corner would 
walk out of his way to direct the soldier to his destination. 
New York was very kind to the soldier from the start, but she 
outdid herself when the armistice news was received. 

Uncle Sam's Twelfth Infantry boys came back to camp 
from the world's largest metropolis with the firm conviction 
that that city had the biggest heart in the world. Little Ole 
New Yawk, the Twelfth Infantry boys doff their caps to you ! 




Thirty-six Hours on the "Pocahontas" 

THE word "Pocahontas," before the signing of the Armis- 
tice, brought to our minds the picture of an Indian 
maiden who one day saved Captain John Smith from 
death at the stake. But now "Pocahontas" suggests con- 
gested quarters, poor food, and rats. 

The Twelfth was cHmbing up the gang-plank of this ship, for- 
merly the German liner Princess Irene, now one of the largest 
United States transports, as she lay at one of the piers in the har- 
bor, early in the morning of Sunday, November 24th. The ma- 
jority of the soldiers were outspokenly glad that they were to 
have the "pleasure " of boarding a transport, and as the boys 
talked of the event during the trip, and afterward when they had 
been safely landed at Newport News, they expressed themselves 
as "glad I took the trip for had I not taken it, I would have 
wondered what a trip on a troop ship was like. But, no 
thanks! I don't care for another similar experience." 

Herded into the dark holds of the monster craft like a 
group of cattle, carrying full overseas equipment, the men 
found it a difficult task to follow the winding stairways. 
Occasionally, when a pair of trusty hob-nails failed to connect 
properly with the iron steps, the descending system was aided 
materially and the "gob guides" only had to steer the pack- 
bound soldier as he went skidding past. 

Even when the holds had been reached the task was not 
ended. In fact, the trouble had just begun. Winding their 
way through the narrow passages, the men finally reached their 
destination and for some, it seemed that it might be a perma- 
nent one. A full pack and a husky doughboy crowded the 
small quarters to capacity. Assigned to one of the series of 

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bunks built four deep, ten inches apart from top to bottom, 
with about an eighteen-inch passage between tiers, the men 
spent the larger part of the first half hour maneuvering around, 
speculating as to which would be the better place to shed their 
equipment and settle down. 

The humorous side of the affair began when the men 
removed their packs and attempted to crawl into their bunks. 
Of course, those who had been assigned upper bunj<:s did the 
climbing, while the soldiers drawing the bottom bunks simply 
had to lie down on the floor and roll over. But the "bottom 
bunkie " usually postponed his retirement until his "higher up " 
had turned in, for the man occupying the lower bunk was 
in dire danger of having a hob-nail thrust into his face when his 
bunkie ascended to his berth. Breathing facilities were also 
limited for the bottom berth man. 

For many men, their first thought after shedding their 
pack was to find a way to get out of the hold and up on deck. 
Those who could gather courage ventured up the stairs and 
were steered by the gobs to the rest room, which adjoined the 
kitchen, and the men had the privilege of peering through the 
port holes to the pier below. Shortly before three o'clock, 
the time set for the big craft to leave the dock, permission 
was granted to go on deck, and, in a few minutes after the 
announcement, the decks were swarming with soldiers. 

The men spent the first hour after the departure of the big 
ship in "abandon ship " and fire drill. That over, they donned 
their life preservers and wore them continuously. The gobs 
explained that there was still danger of a floating mine in the 
path of the transport. A mine sweeper suspended from the 
port side of the ship emphasized the possibility of danger. 
The naval authorities as usual were alert, taking every precau- 
tion to safeguard the transport's load. The men seemed to 
regard the life preservers as more of a luxury than an obstacle ; 
when on deck, the preservers fitting snugly about the waist 



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and shoulders, did service as padded jackets, protecting the 
wearers from the chilly winds. In the hold, especially at night- 
time, they made an excellent pillow for the canvas covered bunks. 
Chow time came and the soldiers were lined up for a dish 
of slum — ^just common slum, little different from the old army 
mixture — and a few slices of bread. During the first meal 
and those that followed, the men found that dining on the 




transport, was not so pleasant as on Mother Earth. Not only 
were the "dining " quarters (next to the rail on the second deck) 
cramped and sadly lacking in accommodations, but they also 
tended to invite seasickness. Only a small per cent, failed to 
rally, however, and most remained to amuse themselves, 
joshing those who had been less fortunate, who had occasion 
to use the rail for purposes other than eating. 

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taking, and, in the course of the night, scores of men made 
their way up on deck to seek relief from the bad air. The 
following day (Monday), they spent strolling about the decks, 
very few staying below. In the afternoon a few snappy box- 
ing bouts were staged on the lower decks, and the band played. 

It was soon after chow time that about fifty had their first 
real chow aboard ship. While making a trip around the mess 
halls, one of the soldiers found a case of eggs, with only a few 
gone. Rushing into the rest room, the discoverer conveyed the 
idea to others, and in a few minutes the space between the 
hen's nest and the rest room was crowded with hungry soldiers. 
A half-dozen eggs and a steam pipe served the purpose, and 
boiled eggs were soon the talk of the ship. Presently all that 
remained of the full case was a huge pile of egg shells. 

Just before the ship docked at Newport News, one of the 
egg fiends, attempting to make the trip to the hold with a 
handful of soft-boiled eggs, slipped on the iron stairway and 
fell. The eggs rolled through the lattice 
work, down the staircase, and so continued 
until they reached the last hold. Here they 
struck and burst on a group of soldiers who 
were sleeping near the stairway, a sergeant 
from the Machine Gun Company receiving 
the worst end of the deal. Two of the eggs 
fell through and struck him on the forehead. 

In the wee hours of the morning of the 
26th, part of the troops disembarked from 
the Pocahontas. With a full moon brighten- 
ing the landscape, the men marched to Camp 
Stuart, all thankful that dry land had been 
reached again and most earnest in their expressions that they 
had had enough of ocean travel at Uncle Sam's expense. 

The First Battalion crossed Hampton Roads to Norfolk 
and proceeded by daylight to the Army Supply Base for duty. 




Good Old Army Fatigue 



PROBABLY no other phase of army Hfe is so disgusting at 
times to the average soldier as army fatigue, which 
comes as regularly as chow and which probably is more 
extensive in its scope than all other regular army routines 
combined. 

However, fatigue work as carried out in the Twelfth Infan- 
try, whether regimental or company, is so arranged that in 
most cases it comes as a welcome change to most of the sol- 
diers, for it affords a chance to be relieved from the daily 
intensive drill schedule which, especially during peace times, 
is so liable to become monotonous. 

Garbed in the commodious denim fatigue uniforms, nothing 
affords a more humorous spectacle than a body of soldiers 

marching to and fro or working on a 
fatigue detail. 

The denim clothing which is issued to 
the men for fatigue duty comprises prob- 
ably a larger variety of colors than did 
the proverbial "Joseph's Coat" — every- 
thing from chocolate color, to "hunter's 
green" and the lightest shade of yellow. 
And the Mis-fits. For instance, some 
of the smaller men who were measured for 
a 32-27 pair of trousers, are usually issued 
40-33 overalls or larger, with a 42 or 44 
size coat. 

There is no such luck as getting a fit 
in army fatigue clothes, or anywhere near 
one; at least the writer, although he has 
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been in the army quite a while and has worked on as many 
fatigue details as the average soldier (more than the average, he 
thinks) has never yet seen a soldier with a "fit in fatigues." 

Evidently the manufacturer of fatigue clothes instructs his 
employees in cutting out patterns for the fatigue uniforms to 
go on the theory that all of Uncle Sam's soldiers are big huskies 
— certainly six feet or better in height and chests in proportion ; 
for, as a general thing there are no small suits ; hence the small 
soldier finds himself in a suit fit only for a "superman. " The 
result is a group of graceful folds about the wrist and ankle, 
with tucks a-plenty at the waistline. 

Although, every man in a Company usually does fatigue 
in his turn, fatigue as outlined by the "Top" sergeant often 
is prescribed for some men of the Company who have been 
found guilty of some slight misdemeanor, missing a formation 
or failing to pass an inspection, for instance. 

"Saturday fatigue," which usually consists of raking and 
sweeping and otherwise policing up 
the Company street, is one of the most 
common special fatigues. Probably 
no duty is more unwelcome to the 
average soldier than "Saturday fa- 
tigue" for with that usually goes 
the disappointment of not having re- 
ceived the much longed-for week-end 
pass. What greater pleasure than the 
chance to have a couple of days' 
vacation from the Company, visiting 
in some nearby city or town! Will 
there be anything in civilian life which 
can give us the real joy we felt when 
we saw those lists for fatigue — and 
realized that we were free? 




The Mill 

**XJ"EARYe! Hear Ye! The kangaroo court of Camp 
[ I Stuart is now opened and silence is commanded." 
The mammoth enclosure surrounded by a triple pro- 
tection of barbed wire, and housing close to five hundred mili- 
tary prisoners takes on an air of quiet as the above call is 
sounded for one or more prisoners are being led to the mock trial 
that is accorded every man who enters the walls of the prison. 

The Judge has taken his seat, the prosecuting and defend- 
ing attorneys are ready for the clash that will soon follow, and 
the twelve jurors are drawn up in a double line looking as 
solemn as if it lay in their power to send the accused to the 
firing squad. The Mill is as quiet as the grave. 

A bright, youthful appearing boy is brought forward and 
the charge is read to him. He is accused of having absented 
himself for a period of thirty days during which time he is also 
charged with having worn civilian clothes. The testimony is 
taken, the lawyers make their pleas and a vigorous defense 
wins the day for the youth. The Judge, however, sees fit to 
assess the Prisoner one dollar, which goes into the tobacco 
fund and the trial is over. 

The custodian of the prison volunteers the information that 
a little over fifty dollars now rests in the fund, gathered from 
fines; and the men are allowed to purchase tobacco in all forms, 
and stamps and writing material. 

The men in the mill are not an unhappy lot. The majority 

of them are garrison prisoners, doing their time for an A. W. 

O. L., or some slight infraction of the rules. 

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The Mill i6i 

They are care-free and seem to enjoy the freedom that is 
granted them in the guardhouse. The guards stalk about the 
outside of the steel fence, always on the alert. They carry 
the Enfield rifle and six-shooter and their orders are to shoot 
to kill after once the command to halt has been given and 
disregarded. 

The prisoners march to their meals with the guards strung 
out at intervals. The fact that they are guarded has not 
dampened their ardor for they sing and joke during the meal 
and exchange banter with their friends on the outside. 

Darkness comes on, and for the first hour there is little noise 
inside the pen. The fires commence to burn and knots of 
men gather and the conversationalists of the guardhouse start 
the exchange of the daily rumors. 

A giant cowpuncher from the wilds of Oklahoma, stand- 
ing in the shadows of a bonfire, recites The Shooting of Dan 
McGrew. Loud applause is accorded the speaker. The Face 
on the Bar Room Floor is the next offering and then much 
laughter follows the recitation of Robert Service's poem, The 
Cremation of San McGee. 

So the fun goes on. Old jokes are told and retold and then 
the men break into song. Through the stillness of the night, 
the harmony from the mill is wafted over the camp. The 
boys are singing, Back Home in Indiana. The guards appear 
to like the entertainment, for they are walking their posts 
very slowly and listening to the songs. The bugler breaks in 
with taps and the show is over for the night. 

Dawn arrives and the bugler routs them out with 
"You can't get them up." Breakfast is eaten and the hun- 
dreds of men go about the tasks assigned to them. Some are 
delegated to police the entire area of the camp for all waste 
papers and rubbish. Others carry away the garbage, some 
build roads, or work in the kitchens. In fact, there is work 
for all. 



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Those who refuse to work, can't eat. Bread and water is 
the diet handed out to the unruly. 

A stay in the mill is considered a black eye by the majority 
of soldiers, but there are some who are of the conviction 
that a man cannot claim to have been a good soldier unless he 
has done a turn in the mill. Here black and white mingle 
together and the color line is not drawn. 

Life in the mill is not a round of pleasure and neither is it a 
hell. Some of us have been there and we will always remember 
it. When the big army of Uncle Sam's boys are back again 
in civilian life, a few of them will often recall their sojourn in the 
mill. Few will relate their experiences there except when con- 
versing with a regular. They were not hard-boiled eggs, but 
simply made a mistake, took too much liberty, and military 
discipline demanded that they be punished. It is about as 
one captain of a company remarked : ' ' Some of my best soldiers 
have been in the mill. " 




shorty Brown 

SHORTY was from the heart of the Ozarks; to hear him 
talk and see him walk was a circus in itself. His voice 
was squeaky and had a drawl like the genuine farmer of 
Arkansas. Shorty's ambition was to be a number one of the 
front rank but the drill sergeant couldn't see it that way; so 
consequently he held down number three, rear rank of the 
awkward squad, until he could either be transferred to 
Development Battalion or headliner on the Orpheum Circuit. 
Shorty said: "When they drafted me, the Government thought 
it was putting something over on me; but gosh durn it, they 
wasn't. I allow as how I wern't getting but thirty plunks a 
month on the farm, and now I'm dragging down thirty bucks a 
month, clothes, slum, gun and ammunition furnished." 

One day Shorty said to the sergeant: "If the Company 
Commander could see me handle this heap new Infield, he 
would take me out of the awkward squad and put me back in 
the Company 'cause I jest can throw her around any old way. " 
"Yes, " said the sergeant, "That's the reason you're here, you 
handle it any old way." 

While at drill one day, Shorty was trying to hold his gun 
at port arms. He didn't have his hand at the balance of the 
gun. The sergeant said: "Brown, where is the balance of 
your gun?" "I got it all heah, suh. But the thong case, I 
left it on my bunk." Shorty was a demon with a bayonet. 
The command was to advance. Shorty retired on the man's 
bayonet in the "rear." The sergeant sent him to the infirm- 

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ary and told him to tell them to mark him quarters. They 
painted him with iodine and sent him back. "Well," the 
sergeant said, "what did they mark you? " " Well, by gum, 
they didn't mark me, they painted me." 

Shorty was always getting everything backwards, even his 
clothes. One Friday the bulletin board read: "Saturday 
Inspection; Uniform O. D. Blouses; Under arms." When the 
time came for the inspection, Shorty was on the job, but he had 
his blouse under his arm. "Now," said he, "I wonder as to 
how they think a fellow could come up to Inspection Arms with 
a durn blouse under my arm." 

The first sergeant gave him h , and said: "I don't know 

what you'll ever do on the outside for a living." "Wa-al," 
says Shorty, "you hain't got nuthin' on me; I don't nuther, 
but I always made a living in Puny Cowntee, Missouri. " 

The last heard of Shorty, he was gluming prunes with the 
Development Battalion. 




held down number three, rear rank of the awkward squad'' 



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' My, how those boys must have suffered" 




A hard fight with the Germ — 



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WE'RE IN THE ARMY NOW 

No more ham and eggs and grapefruit 
When the bugle calls for chow, 

No more apple pie or dumplings — 
For we're in the army now. 

They feed us beans for breakfast 
And at noon we have them too, 

And at night they fill our timimies. 
With that good old army stew. 

No more fizzes, beers or highballs, 
When you've got an awful thirst. 

If you're thinking of enlisting 
Best get used to water first. 

For the lid's on tight all over, 
And the drilling makes us warm 

But we can't cool off with liquor, 
'Cause we wear the uniform. 



No more shirts of silk or linen 
For we all wear O. D. stuff, 

No more night shirts or pajamas, 
For our pants are good enough. 

No more feather ticks or pillows. 
But we're glad to thank the Lord 

That we've got a cot and blanket. 
When we might have just a board. 

But, by jinks, we'll lick the Kaiser, 
When the Sergeants teach us how. 

For, hang him, he's the reason. 
That we're in the army now. 



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THE SOLDIER'S LAMENT 

A soldier, a soldier is what I love to be, 

A common buck private in the Twelfth Infantry, 

Our Officers are pleasant, Non-Coms. the same. 

But they drill all us privates, until we're calm and tame, 

I must write you a line of the chow that we get. 

It's mostly of beans and a little spighett — 

The K. P.'s laugh loud as they troop to the call, 

But we privates who know laugh loudest of all ; 

And then about shoes; oh, the fit that we get ! 

They will fit us hereafter, but hardly just yet, 

They are just like gunboats, large is their size. 

It takes power to run them, as you may surmise; 

Our trousers are O. D., our coats are the same. 

And if they don't fit us, there is no one to blame. 

For when we draw clothing it's passed out to us. 

Regardless of sizes, of choice, or of dust. 

On Saturday morning, inspection day, 

Equipment's laid out in a fine display, 

Our faces clean shaven, our shoes finely shined, 

Awaiting inspection at a quarter of nine ; 

As the Officers enter with the word " Atten(shun) " 

We hop to position and stand as if dumb ; 

They inspect every bunk with an eye that is keen 

To see if there's anything not spotlessly clean 

One article misplaced that the Officers see 

And you wake up on Sunday an unhappy K. P. 




Only a dream 



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"G" COMPANY EGGS 



Somewhere within, Moyer (Moyer the Bounder) will find, 

A list of names along the line. 

Where his face is good for a flop and a feed, 

Or anything else that he may need. 

If perchance he tires of jungle stew, 

We'll take him on for a day or two. 

And before he makes another jump, 

We'll fit him out with an extra lump. 



Windy Weimer, so they say, 
Was a good man in his day. 
But now his hobby seems to be, 
"Around the tree and back to me. 



"Put out that light, " a voice did say. 
To which Buck Vallon answered, "Nay, " 
Then the O. D. came inside the tent. 
And the light was out before he went. 



Sergeant Ball and General Nuisance, 
Are synonymous and one. 
He certainly knows the science 
Of keeping K. P.'s on the run. 



Beck's a good soldier and there's plenty of him. 
He's long and he's hungry, and Lord, but he's slim. 
If ever by luck he should chance to fall down 
He'd be half-way back to his own home town. 



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6 

Private Harding should, the least to say, 
Be a Major with his leaf and pay, 
With news official from the seventh hole, 
He keeps the nights from growing old. 



Here's to the eggs whose simple ways, 
I've advertised, because it pays. 
'Twas for fun intended, not to hurt, 
Best regards to all from Buck Bilbert. 




TJtKiM, 



A visit to the big city 



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Sergeant: " Corporal, report this detail over to the color sergeant at 
headquarters." 

Corporal (on arriving at headquarters): "Where can I find the 
'Colored Sergeant'?" 

Wise Rookie: "He was transferred to the Mississippi Minstrels. " 



Lieutenant: " Private Enose, be sure and hold that pivot. " 
Private: "Sir, I have never been issued one yet. " 



Nervous Rookie (to Supply Sergeant) : "I have a black spot on my 

bayonet I can't get off. " 

Supply Sergeant : " Use some oil and elbow grease on it. " 

Nervous Rookie: "Thank you. Sir; do you know where I could find 

the elbow grease?" 



In casual camp, while the recruits were being taught military courtesy, 
they were made to salute the non-commissioned officers, who were in- 
structing them. One recruit passed up Sergeant Healy without saluting. 

" Why didn't you salute me? " the Sergeant demanded. " You're not 
saluting me, you're saluting my non-commission. " 




Recruit: " My hat is too big. " 

Supply Sergeant (soothingly): "Never mind, it'll fit when you're 
made a first class private. " 



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And after studying French for six months — you were exported to Siberia 



Lieutenant : " Have you any leggings ? " 
Recruit: "No." 
Lieutenant: "No, what?" 
Recruit : "No leggings . ' ' 



One of "M" Company's Italian Recruits: "Say, Meester ada Corp, 
where is dat dam peevet?" 

Corporal : ' ' What do you mean, peevet ? ' ' 

Recruit: "All a da time, de Sarge he holl to me, 'Holda da peevet, 
holda da peevet,' and for tree week I been look for da dam ting and I 
no finda him yet. " 



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" Say, K. P., any milk for the Java? " 
"Naw, the pipes froze last night. " 



"Say, a man'll be clear nuts by the time he gets out of this Army. " 
" Oh, boy, he'd have to go to school six months in order to get into any 
nut home in the land. " 



As Colonel Taggart would say: "Lieutenant, wouldn't it be a good 
idea if the men would step off at the command ' March ' ? " 




i-H.rfgtKiRT 



EXTRACTS FROM MOTHER S LETTER 



"I'm proud of you, my son, but now that you've been appointed 
Kitchen Police, don't be too hard on the privates. Remember you were 
once a private yourself. " 



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THE FIGHTING FIRST PLATOON 

I heard them say the other day that they were far the best ; 
To everyone they bragged that they were better than the rest. 
I've got a hunch that all that bunch will sing another tune, 
For what I have to say concerns the Fighting First Platoon. 

I've been told they grew so bold, this modest bunch of green, 
To say their ball-team was the best the world had ever seen, 
Take it from me, I plainly see 'twas but an idle dream, 
They talk a lot about it but they haven't got a team. 

They say in drill they're better still, that they are full of snap ; 
To hear them talk you'd think they'd backed the whole world off the map. 
But right away I want to say, and you're sure to know it soon, 
There's none can beat the record of the Fighting First Platoon. 

We've got the men and then again we've got the leader too, 
We've got the spirit of the men whose faith has proven true, 
The men who won for Washington, who proved a priceless boon, 
'Tis just such men you'll find throughout the Fighting First Platoon. 

A baseball game to us is tame, we lay them on the shelf. 
Our ball-team has a record that will speak up for itself. 
In all the land our records stand, we leave no stone unturned. 
We make no claims for anything we have not rightly earned. 

Each passing year will bring us near to the day not far away, 

When aged limbs will bear our weight 'neath time-worn locks of gray 

We'll think of the tramps, of the army camps 'neath the soft Virginia 

moon. 
And our hearts inside will swell with pride for our Fighting First Platoon. 



GEE! I CAN 

EVERY SPOT 
THIS UNIFORM 
FITS ME 



feeO 

WHERE 




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A SOLDIER'S RUBAIYAT 

An I. D. R. to learn each rule; and, too, 
A can of beef, hardtack, and army stew, 
A long, long post to walk by night and day — 
O Paradise ! I'm far away from you ! 



Omar Cheyenne. 




Something from home 



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BEAU BRUMMEL 

Sergeant Weimer now is seen, 
The Beau Ideal of village queen; 
Broken hearts his glances cause 
Resultant of Dame Nature's laws 
For manly beauty was ne'er outdone 
When Sammy's noble mush was spun. 
The High School girls all blush and sigh 
When Sergeant Weimer marches by; 
Forty summers his shoulders crown 
But lightly as a thistle down; 
Let mothers guard their flocks with care 
When the lovely lion leaves his lair. 



THE MODEST THIRD PLATOON 

Now we hate to talk about ourselves 

And sing our praises high, 
And wantonly propel ourselves 

Into the public eye. 

But when it comes to drilling, 

With lots of snap and pep. 
You surely cannot but agree 

The Third has got the Rep. 

We can beat them all at baseball 

And other sports as well. 
You wouldn't think we liked ourselves. 

But we do; we're here to tell. 

Our guns are bright and shiny, 

And our clothes are spick and span. 

We pass that old inspection 
With praise for every Man. 

Now then if any doubt remains, 

Just step over any noon 
To the barracks of the " Pride of F. " 

That Snappy Third Platoon. 



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DID YOU EVER! 

Did you ever sit on the edge of your bunk with one legging half on, 
when the whistle blew, and your officers considered "falling out" at 
double time, an indispensable virtue? 

Ever return late for chow and be "in bad" with the cooks? Ever 
find the lights out and the mess hall locked ? 

Ever hear "tattoo " just as the hero met the girl ? 

Has the sergeant ever said "close up" just after you were comfort- 
ably located near a food center? 

Did you ever empty your bedsack and wait all night to move ? 

Ever rattle your mess kit and watch 'em charge out ? 

Were you ever on a detail to see if all the other companies had left 
clean streets? 

"Don't know as you ever did?" 

Well, my dear sir, then you were never in the Twelfth Infantry. 




IT HfLDMORE 
TH^N A MESS KIT. 



Tin lids were isstied at Camp Mills 



From Camp Mills to Norfolk 



SAY old timer 

REMEMBER the time 

AT CAMP Mills 

WHEN we got 

READY to go 

AND made up 

OUR packs 

AND forgot that 

CORNED Willie 

SO you said 

AND the 

PACK straps 

WEREN'T long enough 

AND you got 

JOE'S shoes 

AND then the "Top" 

BLEW the whistle 

AND 

ABOUT half an hour 

AFTER 

YOU sneaked 

IN line 

AND all the rumors 

ABOUT 

WHERE we were 

GOING 

AND some said 

FRANCE 

AND some said 

I BET six bits 



WE don't 

AND we marched 

FOR the train 

AND 

THE condiment can 

WAS intrenching 

IN your neck 

AND your pack 

WAS 

COUNTERMARCHING 

ALL over 

YOUR back 

AND you dropped 

YOUR rifle 

ON number three's 

TOE 

AND when 

THE train got to 

LONG Island City 

AND you 

FLEXION walked 

ABOARD 

THE ferry 

AND Johnson said 

"AYTANKdis 

BANE pretty small boat 

TO GO to France" 

NOW wouldn't that 

TAKE the Bull 

OUT of your 



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DURHAM 

AND how you 

HAD to sit on 

THE floor 

AND you couldn't 

GET up 

BECAUSE some boob 

WAS marking time 

ON your paw 

AND you bawled 

HIM out 

AND you looked 

UP 

AND he had 

A SILVER bar 

AND we thought 

YOU were strangling 

AND you got to 

HOBOKEN or 

WEEHAWKEN 

D D if you know 

AND did some 

MORE crawling 

TO GET aboard 

THE transport 

AND went down 

INTO one hold 

AND then went down 

INTO another 

AND then went down 

INTO a few more 

AND then the bunks 

AND you discovered 

WHERE the expression 

"THE Bunk" 

WAS gotten 

AND you were on 

TOP 

AND had to wear 

A LIFE preserver 



AND wore your 

HEAD bald 

AGAINST 

THE roof 

AND you wanted 

TO go 

UP on deck 

AND a Hard Boiled Gob 

THOUGHT different 

AND you decided 

NOT to 

AND later on 

YOU went to 

GET your beans 

AND you only 

HAD to stay in line 

AN hour 

AND when you got 'em 

YOU couldn't 

FIND a place 

TO eat 'em 

BUT finally you 

DID 

AND then you 

ONLY had to wait 

AN HOUR and a half 

TO WASH your 

MESS kit 

AND you didn't 

EAT any supper 

BUT 

STOOD by the rail 

AND watched the 

WELL, anyway 
YOU stood by the rail 
AND the boat 
WAS rolling 
ALMOST a quarter 
OF AN inch 
AND you said" Gosh 1 



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AND APreft. MVANY UA80MN& OAVJ 
YOU WER6 Finely RtDuce TO 
YOUR PROPER ilie BY A «AR0 60iU60 5<r7. 




WirH /\ UiTTUe PMYSICAU 
EXSRClze THROWN IN. 



A0(0 SPENT fWftMY HOURS IN 

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^NO ALL The 

Joys op t»6 

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ANO fiNAI-X You BOARoeO THE TRAIN fSuc 
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40R,6 ANO WANT TO Qg 

OlSChAMfreo. 



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Wouldn't it make you sore? 



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BUT the old girl 

IS heaving" 

AND the next 

NIGHT 

YOU got to 

NEWPORT News 

AND one officer 

SAID 

"WE'LL go ashore 

TO night" 

AND another said 

"WE'LL stay aboard 

TO night" 

AND 

YOU didn't know 

WHICH to believe 

BECAUSE 

YOU didn't know 

WHICH 

WAS rankest 

BUT you 

STAYED aboard 

ANYWAY 

AND 

THE next morning 

YOU went from 

THE Big Boat 

TO a Small Boat 

AND it took you 

TO the 

ARMY Supply Base 

AND you 

WONDERED why 

SOMEBODY 

HAD wasted so much 

VALUABLE time 

AND you went 

TO Norfolk 

AND there were 

EIGHT million sailors 



AND one 

SKELETON squad 

OF soldiers 

AND you 

WISHED 

MORE than ever 

THAT dad was 

HERE 

AND you were 

MILKING Tillie 

AND 

A FEW days later 

YOU went 

ON guard 

AT Titustown 

AND the shines 

SAID 

"LOOK at dem pretty 

SOLJAKES" 

AND that got your 

ANGORA 

AND you 

WRAPPED your 

RIFLE 

AROUND his dome 

AND he said 

"OH man" 

AND 

TITUSTOWN 

KIN DA suspected 

THAT"B" Company 

WAS there 

THEM 

WAS the happy 

DAYS 

T. G. B. 

P. S. With 

APOLOGIES to 

K. C. B. 



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"LOOK at dem pretty SOL JAKES" 




Tlte company merchant operates 



"What did they give you at the infirmary for your toothache?" 
"Oh, dose of salts and a handful of C. C. pills. " 
" What did they do for your rheumatism? " 
"Same thing." 



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Halt! Who's there? 




Ohl That's only a little game we used to play called—Round that tree and back to 



me 



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185 




Not enough to go around 



"THE RAVING" 

Once, upon a boat most dreary, 
Packed the Twelfth both sad and weary, 
With their spirits raving sore; 
There, no room for nodding, napping. 
From without there came a tapping 
As the guard went by a-rapping, 
Rapping on the main deck floor ! 
"Out for air, men!" thus he ordered. 
"And don't crowd there by the door!" 

Ah! Distinctly I remember. 
It was in the month, November, 
And each separate man and member 
Of the Fighting Twelfth was sore ; 
And the shoving, pushing, growling, 
And the cussing, kicking, jowling. 
As the men kept fighting for the door. 
"Keep on moving, keep on moving. 
You can't stay there any more!" 



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And to stop the ceaseless tumbling, 
Came the guard a-mumbling, grumbling, 
"Quit that shoving and that stumbling; 
Up the steps and through that door!" 
And the jostling and the roaring, 
And the language so despairing 
Through the atmosphere was tearing. 
While the same old phrase resounded, 
" Move on ! " That and nothing more ! 

And the men they kept on stamping. 
Kept on tramping, tramping, tramping. 
Up and down the decks a-clamping. 
Stumbling on across the floor ; 
And their ceaseless rantings, seeming 
Like a million jackdaws screaming. 
O'er the ship they went a-streaming 
From the dark holds more and more ! 
As for soldiering 'board ship, sir. 
Quoth the Doughboy, "Nevermore!" 




The Twelfth coming? Den I quit I " 



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Fatigue 



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PUT 'EM OUT 

When the bugler blows tattoo, 

"Put 'em out." 
That's a rule that's tried and true, 

"Put 'em out." 
When the lights are burning bright, 

And the games are going right, 
Comes a call out of the night, 

"Put 'em out." 

How often have we heard, 

"Put 'em out." 
Even though we have demurred, 

"Put 'em out." 
He always tells us when. 

If we do not douse 'em then, 
We hear him yell again, 

"Put 'em out!" 

Every night we hear his yelp, 

"Put 'em out!" 
If we don't, he's bound to help 

"Put 'em out!" 
Let's hope that when he dies 

And his home is in the skies. 
That old St. Peter cries, 

"Put 'imout!" 



THE NATIONAL GAME— PASSING THE BUCK 

Captain: "Sergeant Markle, get twenty men to report to head- 
quarters right away. " 

Sergeant Markle: "Sergeant Heaton, get twenty men to report to 
headquarters right away. " 

Sergeant Heaton: "Sergeant Moore, get twenty men to report to 
headquarters right away. " 

Sergeant Moore: "Sergeant Fitzgerald^ have twenty men "report to 
headquarters at once. " 

Sergeant Fitzgerald finds a Corporal and imparts the order to him 
while he arranges for a pass into the city. 

Sergeant Markle (reporting to the Captain about twenty minutes 
later) : " Sir, I have reported the detail to headquarters. " 



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Familiar tunes 



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Sentry Jones to civilians on the water front: "You guys cut that 

smoking on the pier. " 

One Civilian: "We're government checkers, Buddie." 

Sentry Jones: "I don't givadam if you're government dominoes, you 

got to cut that smoking out." 



Officer: "Sergeant, I think those suppHes will be all right outside the 
tent to-night. " 

Supply Sergeant: "No, sir. Company 'B's' Supply tent is right 
across the street. " 

Officer: " Lock them up right away, I never thought of that. " 



"Wonder if they'd discharge a man if they found out he had rabies. " 
"Never, that'd be the highest recommendation of fitness for the 
Army." 




' L" Company is quartered in the most exclusive residential district oj Newport News 




>'abMgapf>K«w > >. KWvi , »av igaswwai»W»i «^ 



Colonel Alfred Aloe 

THE door of a little wooden shack at Camp Stuart 
opened, and a man with eagles on his shoulders stood 
in the center of the room. A pair of penetrating blue 
eyes set below a broad forehead looked straight ahead. That 
person was Colonel Alfred Aloe of the Twelfth Infantry. A 
buck private twenty-odd years ago, to-day he commands the 
movements of a Regiment composed of the finest body of men 
that ever marched to the step of martial music. 

His hair is black, and his straight nose and small but firm 
mouth give him the disciplinarian look of the military man. 
He stands five feet ten and three-quarter inches high. His 
favorite sports are boxing and wrestling. 

An orderly entered the room and the Colonel admonished 
him of the dangers of not wearing his overcoat. In this inci- 
dent is foimd the keynote of the Colonel's success as a com- 
manding officer. 

Possessing marked ability making him a great leader afield, 
he crowns it all with a great devotion to his men, making him 
beloved by every man in the Regiment for they know that they 
carry the protection of the Colonel with them at all times. 
"Give the men a square deal, and they will give the best they 
have in them." That is Colonel Aloe's motto, and it explains 
why the Twelfth Infantry is ever efficient and why the men 
maintain the splendid reputation of the Regiment wherever 
they are. 

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Colonel Aloe's wonderful success with the Twelfth Infantry 
is explained in his advice to the private, who asked how to 
become the Colonel of a regiment. "Constant work, study, 
and unceasing devotion to duty," was the answer. Having 
gone through the school of soldiery, the Colonel knows the 
equation of a soldier. He knows his wants, desires, and also 
his shortcomings. Efficiency is demanded at all times and this 
is obtained through coordination and organization, without any 
lost motion. That is why the Twelfth Infantry moves like a 
high-geared machine. ' ' Best all the time for Uncle Sam," is the 
principle under which the Regiment works . When the days were 
burning hot at Camp Fremont, and when the men drilled from 
daylight till dark to prepare themselves for the great struggle, 
the Colonel daily gave words of encouragement to them. The 
heavy packs all but bore them to the ground in the closing hour 
of the day's grind, but they stuck. No one quit for they knew 
it was better to stand it here, than to go over there and fail 
through physical weakness. It was a strenuous daily program 
that Colonel Aloe mapped out for the men, but they came 
through it bigger and stronger than ever. 

Colonel Aloe tried everything in his power to get the 
Twelfth overseas. He made several trips to Washington in 
their behalf and he maintained that they were the best trained 
troops this side of the Atlantic when the Armistice was signed. 

Some twenty-odd years ago, Alfred Aloe, at the age of 
twenty, enlisted and joined Troop "E" of the Eighth U. S. 
Cavalry at Fort Meade, South Dakota. His military career 
had already been fixed, through a course of military training at 
Virginia Military Institute and the Riverview Military Acad- 
emy. Two years of hard work with the Eighth found him 
eligible for a lieutenancy. He was commissioned Second 
Lieutenant in the Eighteenth Infantry. He was quickly pro- 
moted to First Lieutenant and assigned to the Twelfth Infan- 
try. This body of men saw hard service in the Philippines, and 



Colonel Alfred Aloe i95 

there he was twice recommended for brevet for gallantry. 
The Twelfth was in service there for six years. Following his 
success with the Twelfth, First Lieutenant Aloe was promoted 
to a Captaincy and assigned to the First Infantry in the Phil- 
ippines. He commanded Company " D " of that Regiment for 
seven years, being stationed in the Islands, Honolulu, and the 
States. He was next connected with the Quartermaster Corps 
as Assistant Superintendent of Transports at Galveston, Texas. 
Later he was sent to Brownsville and was District Quarter- 
master on the staff of General James Parker. Next came the 
promotion to Major in the Eleventh Infantry and then another 
bound to Lieutenant Colonel of the Three Htmdred and Nine- 
teenth Infantry. Then came his appointment as Colonel of the 
Twelfth Infantry, the Regiment he has always called his home. 

Colonel Aloe has one son, Robert Campbell Aloe, now four- 
teen years old. The lad's mother, Minnie Campbell Aloe, was 
united in marriage to Colonel Aloe in Chicago, Oct. i, 1902. 
Young Bob will enter West Point when he attains his years. 
Colonel Aloe's father was a Scotchman and his mother, who is 
still living at the old home in St. Louis, is of Irish birth. The 
Colonel was born September 23, 1873. Three brothers are 
living, all prominent in the business world. Five nephews saw 
service in the present war, two of whom are now in France. 

Colonel Aloe is a big man in more ways than one. He is a 
soldier in every sense of the word, being a veteran of the 
Spanish, Philippine, and Mexican campaigns. An officer who 
will go out of his way to help the enlisted man, he has made 
himself the idol of his men. It is with a smile that a private 
greets Colonel Aloe and the smile is always returned. 

He is a strong advocate of universal military training from 
the ages of eighteen to twenty-five. It is his belief that the 
clean, free life of the American soldier has advantages over 
the civilian, and makes the career of the soldier the finest in 
the world. 



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Colonel Aloe is at present not only commanding the Regi- 
ment; he is also Camp Commander of Camp Stuart and Pro- 
vost Marshal of the debarkation point ; these additional duties 
have augmented his work immensely. 

When the boys have been mustered out and in after years 
when other lines of khaki march down the avenue, the thought 
will come back to every member of the Old Twelfth, "Have 
they a Colonel like the one we had?" Such officers are foimd 
once in a lifetime, and then only when the private goes through 
the ranks to the top of the military ladder remembering that 
the doughboy is still his brother. May the years continue to 
heap success upon Colonel Aloe. 



Lieutenant Colonel Homer N. Preston 

GRADUATING from West Point in 1903, Lieutenant 
Colonel Homer N. Preston began a military career 
which has been a series of rapid advances. This is not 
remarkable, however, after a look at the man who sixteen 
years ago started his army career as a Second Lieutenant. 
The Colonel's whole person radiates military correctness and 
efficiency. 

Years of training in the Regular Army have given Colonel 
Preston thorough knowledge in the handling of large bodies of 
men. His policy is exacting from the start but has given those 
who have served under him great satisfaction in knowing that 
with the Colonel in command there woiild follow cooperation 
from every single imit. His orders are always short and to the 
point and infractions of military discipline seldom pass un- 
noticed. While in command of the Third Battalion of the 
Twelfth, Colonel Preston left a lasting mark in the spirit and 
discipline of that organization. 

Upon graduation from the United States Military Academy 
he was assigned to the Twenty-first Infantry at Fort SnelHng, 
Minnesota. He served with the Twenty-first Infantry in the 
Philippine Islands during 1905 and 1906, during which period 
his command took an active part in suppressing the Pulajan 
insurrection in the island of Samar. With the same Regiment 
he served in the Philippines in the island of Mindanao during 
1909 and 1 910, when the Regiment was actively engaged in 

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suppressing Moro uprisings in that island. In 1910 he was 
promoted to First Lieutenant and assigned to the Second 
Infantry at Fort Assinniboine, Montana. He was with the 
Second Infantry in Honolulu from 1911 to 1915, but was trans- 
ferred to the Twenty-fourth Infantry in 191 5 and served with 
that Regiment in Mexico during the Pershing Expedition into 
Mexico in 191 6. During that year came his promotion to Cap- 
tain; he was assigned to the Twenty-fourth Infantry. He was 
promoted to Major in 191 7 and assigned to the Q. M. C. as 
Assistant Division Quartermaster, 8th Division, until April, 
1 91 8, when he came to the Twelfth Infantry. He was in com- 
mand of the Twelfth Infantry for about one month, at which 
time the personnel constituted the present Regiment. In 
September, 19 18, when appointed Lieutenant Colonel, he 
was assigned to Eight Hundred and Twelfth Pioneer Infantry, 
Camp Grant, Illinois, and was on duty assisting in organizing 
that Regiment during the months of September and October, 
1918. Transferred to the 8th Division in October, 1918, he 
joined the Division October 29th at Camp Mills. Though 
assigned to the Eighth Infantry by Division Commander, be- 
cause of a delay in arrival of baggage from Camp Grant, he 
did not accompany the Eighth Infantry overseas. He was at- 
tached to the Twelfth Infantry for transfer overseas but, as 
the Twelfth Infantry failed to sail, was denied the privilege of 
fighting on the Western Front. War Department orders pro- 
hibited combatant troops being sent overseas after the signing 
of the armistice, therefore he has remained on duty with the 
Twelfth Infantry until the present time. 

In speaking of the men of this Regiment, Colonel Preston 
says, " I have never in my military career been associated with 
a more efficient body of men. Their aptitude in absorbing 
military tactics and detail from their rookie days up, has been 
astonishing, and I sincerely believe that had the opportunity 
been given, they would have made an enviable record for 



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themselves." He also refers to the highly commendatory 
remarks as to the conduct and progress in training and soldierly 
bearing made by the Divisional Commander of the 8th Divi- 
sion and all other officials, civil and military, with which the 
Regiment has come in contact. 



officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 
Listed according to Seniority 



201 



MAJORS 

WILLIAM R. SCHMIDT 

Graduated from United States Military Academy, June 4, 1913; assigned to 
Twenty-seventh Infantry, Texas City, Texas; transferred to Twenty-second In- 
fantry; transferred to Second Infantry, Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands; from Second 
Infantry to Twelfth Infantry, Presidio of San Francisco, October, 191 7. Was 
appointed Regimental Adjutant, November i, 191 7, and acted as such until June, 
1918. Promoted to Major and commanded First Battalion until September, 1918, 
when he was made Brigade Adjutant of the Fifteenth Infantry Brigade. He 
remained as such until February, 1919, when he was returned to the Twelfth 
Infantry for duty and was made Executive Officer of Camp Stuart ; from there 
was sent to command First Battalion at Norfolk, Virginia. 

CHARLES L. MULLINS 

Graduated United States Military Academy, April 20, 19 17. Commissioned 
Second Lieutenant, April 20, 19 17. Promoted to First Lieutenant, May 15th, 
joined the Regiment, June 4, 1917; assigned to Company "D. " Commanded 
Company "D." Promoted to Captain, August 5, 1917. Promoted to Major, 
August 29, 19 1 8, and placed in command of the Second Battalion. Regimental 
Bayonet Instructor. Executive Officer, Camp Hill, Virginia. 

HARRIS M. MELASKY 

Graduated United States Military Academy, April 20, 19 17. Joined Regiment, 
September 12, 1917. Commanded Company "K" and Machine Gun Company. 
Promoted to Major, August 29, 1918. Attended School of Automatic Arms, Fort 
Sill, Oklahoma. Member of 8th Division Advanced School, and attended Field 
OfiEicers School in France. 



CAPTAINS 

WARFIELD M. LEWIS 

Graduated United States Military Academy, April 20, 1917. Joined Regiment 
June 13, 1917, as Second Lieutenant, and assigned to Company "A." September 
II, 1917, commissioned as First Lieutenant. Appointed Unit Supply Officer, and 
held that office about a year. Commissioned Captain, August 5, 1917. Appointed 
Operations Officer, September, 1918. November 30, 1918, assigned to command 
Company "M." 

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PAUL H. BROWN 

Graduated United States Military Academy, April 20, 191 7. Commissioned 
Lieutenant in Infantry and assigned to Twelfth Infantry. Promoted to Captain, 
August 5, 1917, and commanded Company "B. " Later Commanded First Bat- 
talion at Norfolk, Virginia. 

ROY SLOAN 

Joined Regiment, October 5, 1917, and assigned to Company "L. " Assumed com- 
mand of "L" Company, November 15, 1917. Promoted to Captain, August 5, 
1917. 

WALTER HELLMERS 

Joined Regiment, October, 1917,33 First Lieutenant, promoted to Captain, with 
rank from August 5, 1917. Commanded Companies "A" and "C. " Attended 
Divisional Schools at Camp Fremont, California. 

CHARLES R. SARGENT 

Appointed Captain, November 27, 1917. Joined Regiment, April 30, 1918, and 
assigned to Company "A." Commanded Company "A" until transfer to Supply 
Company. Unit Supply Officer, Camp Stuart, Virginia. 

BERNARD P. MILLER 

Appointed Captain, November 27, 1917. Assigned to Regiment, October i, 1918, 
and placed in command of Company "I." Reported from duty at Camp Lewis, 
Washington. 

REX G. HARDY 

Appointed Captain, November 27, 1917. Joined Regiment, October, 1918, reporting 
from duty at Camp Lewis, Washington. Assigned to command Company "A. " 

EDMUND W. HILL 

Reported for duty November 20, 1917, and assigned to Company "F. " On duty 
with "L, " "G, " and Supply Companies. Attended Divisional School of Musketry. 
Promoted to Captain with rank from June 19, 1918. 

HARRY BECKETT 

Transferred from Twenty-first Infantry, August 21, 191 7, and assigned to Supply 
Company. Promoted to Captain, June 20, 1918. Assigned to command Company 
"K," July 3,1918. 

RICHARD F. FAIRCHILD 

Joined Regiment as Second Lieutenant and assigned to Company "C" at Presidio, 
August 8, 1917. Transferred to Company "D," September i, 1917. Appointed 
First Lieutenant, February 7, 1918. Appointed Captain, June 20, 1918. Attended 
Trench Mortar, Bayonet and S. O. S. Schools at Camp Fremont. Mess Officer 
First Battalion during September and October. 19 17, and from March 4 to June 
20, 19 1 8. Instructor in Small Arms Firing at Camp Fremont Rifle Range from April 
I to July 3, 1918. 



Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 205 

HENRY WHITAKER 

Assigned to Regiment as Second Lieutenant, August 14, 1917. Given command of 
Company "A." Later commanded Machine Gun and "F" Companies. In- 
structor at Rifle Range and at Casual Camp. Commissioned Captain, June 20, 
1918. 

NORMAN B. COURTENEY 

Reported for duty December 15, 191 7, and assigned to Company "G. " February 
4, 1918, Commanded Headquarters Company. Appointed Intelligence Officer. 
Adjutant 8th Division Schools. Commissioned Captain, July 24, 1918. Appointed 
Intelligence and Operations Adjutant, July 24, 1918. Appointed Regimental 
Adjutant, September, 1918. Graduate of Snipers' Intelligence School, 8th Division 
School of Arms, Musketry Course, Grenade Course, and Staff School for Field 
Officers and Adjutants, conducted by Foreign Mission of General Staff Officers of 
British and French Armies. Appointed Camp Adjutant, Camp Stuart, Virginia, 
December, 191 8. 

HENRY R. ANDERSON 

Graduated United States Military Academy. Assigned to the Regiment as Second 
Lieutenant, October 15, 1917, to command Company "D." Appointed Assistant 
Regimental Adjutant, Twelfth , Infantry, Presidio, California. Aide-de-camp to 
General McClelland. Promoted to First Lieutenant. Attended School of Mus- 
ketry at Fort Sill, Oklahoma. Instructor in 4th Officers Training Camp; member 
of 8th Division Advance Detachment, and attended Divisional School in France. 
Transferred upon return to regiment to Headquarters Company. Promoted to 
Captain, August i, 19 18. 

WILLIAM E. WHITTINGTON 

Graduated United States Military Academy. Reported for duty as Second Lieuten- 
ant, October 15, 1917. Assigned to Company " E. " Promoted to First Lieutenant. 
Attended Divisional School of Grenade, Bayonet and Automatic Arms. Promoted 
to Captain, August i, 1918. 

MILTON W. EMMETT 

Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 25, 1917. Pro- 
moted to First Lieutenant. Attended Bayonet School, Infantry School of Arms, 
Fort Sill, Oklahoma, graduating as Divisional Instructor. Promoted to Captain, 
September 19, 1918. Commanded Company "M" and Headquarters Company. 
Judge Advocate, Camp Stuart, Virginia. 

H. NORRIS BAKKEN 

Joined Regiment at Presidio of San Francisco, California, August 29, 191 7. Grad- 
uate of First Officers Training Camp, Presidio of San Francisco. Appointed Pro- 
visional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 26, 1917. Assigned to "I" 
Company. Appointed Divisional Bayonet Instructor for 8th Division Schools, 
Camp Fremont, California, August 19, 1918. Appointed Assistant Personnel 
Adjutant of Twelfth Infantry, August 30, 1918. Promoted soon after to Personnel 
Adjutant under Colonel Alfred Aloe, and commissioned Captain, October 12, 1918. 



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FIRST LIEUTENANTS 

GORDON F. STEPHENS 

Joined Regiment, August 29, 19 17, and assigned to Machine Gun Company. Ap- 
pointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 25, 1917. Instruc- 
tor in Divisional Machine Gun School. Attended Infantry School of Arms at Fort 
Sill, Oklahoma. Adjutant of Third Battalion. Later transferred to Company 
" M. " Promoted to First Lieutenant with rank from October 25, 1 91 7. 

WILLIAM A. MOSS 

Commissioned Second Lieutenant, April 15, 1917. Joined Regiment at Presidio of 
San Francisco, California, August, 1917. Appointed Provisional Second Lieuten- 
ant, Regular Army, October 25, 1917. Promoted to First Lieutenant to rank from 
October 25, 1917. Completed Bayonet and Intelligence Schools, Camp Fremont, 
California. Appointed Intelligence Officer, First Battalion, May i, 1918, Assistant 
Regimental Intelligence Officer, August, 1918, Athletic and Entertainment Officer, 
Port of Embarkation, Newport News, Virginia, December 5, 1918. 

SHERMAN K. BURKE 

Reported for duty August 29, 1917, and assigned to Company "A." Appointed 
Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 25, 1917. Promoted to 
First Lieutenant with rank from October 25, 1917. Commanded Company "H. " 
Adjutant of First Battalion. Attended Divisional Schools in Bayonet Training, 
Intelligence, Liaison at Camp Fremont, California. Attended Small Arms Firing 
School at Camp Perry, Ohio. Attended Staff School imder the Foreign Mission 
General Staflf. 

H. LESTER BARRETT 

Assigned to Company "C," Twelfth Infantry, August 27, 1917. Appointed Pro- 
visional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 25, 19 17. Promoted to 
Provisional First Lieutenant to rank from October 25, 19 17. Attended Bayonet 
School and Graduated as Divisional Instructor; School of Musketry, graduated as 
Assistant Divisional Instructor; Rifle and Pistol School, graduated as Assistant 
Divisional Instructor at Camp Perry, Ohio; Scouting, Sniping, and Intelligence 
School, graduated as Assistant Divisional Instructor, Camp Perry, Ohio. Trans- 
ferred from Company "C" to Company "I" as company commander, August 20, 
1918. Transferred back to Company "C," October 18, 1918. Detailed as Divi- 
sional Instructor at Bayonet School from January 25 to May 5, 1918. Detailed as 
Mess Officer, Officers Mess, First Battalion during November and December, 1917. 

CARTER COLLINS 

Assigned to Regiment as Second Lieutenant, I. R. C, August 15, 1917. Joined 
Regiment and assigned Company "G," August 28, 1917, at Presidio of San Fran- 
cisco, California; October 25, 1917, commissioned Provisional Second Lieutenant, 
Regular Army and assigned to Eighth Infantry. Returned to Twelfth Infantry on 
mutual transfer, December 4, 191 7. Detailed to Brigade Bayonet School, Decem- 
ber 10, 1917. Detailed to Divisional Bayonet School as instructor, February 2, 
1918; March 23, 1918, promoted First Lieutenant, R. A., date of October 25, 1917. 



Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 207 

Appointed Adjutant, Second Battalion, March 30, 1918. Attended School of 
Musketry during April, 1918. Assigned to Company "H," August, 1918, and to 
Company "L," September, 191 8. 

ERCIL D. PORTER 

Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, October 25, 1917. Reported for duty 
August 29, I9i7,and assigned to Company "H." Attended Divisional schools of 
musketry, bayonet, and gas. Assistant Divisional Instructor in gas drill. In- 
structor in casual camp. Transferred to Company "L " when Regiment left 
Camp Fremont. Member of General Court Martial. Promoted to First Lieuten- 
ant with rank from October 25, 1917. 

WILLIAM H. THOMAS 

Appointed Provisional SeconcJ Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 25, 1917. As- 
signed to Company "K. " Transferred to Machine Gun Company. Attended 
Machine Gun School, Infantry School of Arms, Fort Sill, Oklahoma, graduated as 
Divisional Instructor. Promoted to First Lieutenant. Commanded Machine Gun 
Company. 

LESLIE N. ROSS 

Reported for duty August 15, 1917. Assigned to Company "A." Appointed 
Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 25, 1917. Graduate of 
8th Division School of Musketry, Bayonet Drill, Grenade Course, School of 
Automatic Arms and Gas. Commanded "A" Company. Member of 8th 
Division Advanced School Detachment to France. Promoted to First Lieutenant 
with rank from October 26, 19 17. 

LANCE E. GOWEN 

Reported for duty January 10, 1918. Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, 
Regular Army, October 26, 19 17. Transferred to Sixty-third Infantry, later trans- 
ferred back to the Twelfth, and assigned to Company "B. " On duty with Head- 
quarters and "K" Companies. Attended Divisional Schools of Trench Mortar, 
Hand Grenade, and School of Automatic Arms. Promoted to First Lieutenant with 
rank from October 26, 1917. 

EDWARD M. FORD 

Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 26, 1917. As- 
signed to Company "D. " Promoted to First Lieutenant with rank from October 
26, 1917. Commanded Company "D. " Attended Grenade School, Fort Sill; 
graduated as Divisional Instructor. Attended Officers School in France with Ad- 
vance School Detachment. 

ALEXANDER ADAIR 

Joined Regiment, August 28, 1917, and attached to Company "F. " Appointed 
Provisional Second Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 26, 1917. Member of 
8th Division Advance Detachment and attended the Divisional School in France. 
Detailed on special duty with the Insurance Officer, Western Department, San 
Francisco, California. Promoted to First Lieutenant, May 17, 19 18. 



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WARNER CLARK 

Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Reported for duty December 15, 
1917. Assigned to Company " B. " Instructor in Hand Grenade Course and Bay- 
onet Instructor in Officers Class. Assumed command of Company " B, " November 
23, 1918. 

WILLLAM W. JOHNSTON 

Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Reported for duty December 15, 

1917, and assigned to Company "F. " Attended Divisional Schools in Bayonet 
Fighting, Musketry, and Hand Grenade. 

HERMAN L. WELCH 

Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Joined the Regiment, December 
15, 1917. Assigned successively to "D, " "A " and "M" Companies. Attended 
Divisional School of Musketry and Bayonet Training, Camp Fremont. 

ARTHUR B. TODD 

Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Joined the Regiment, April 12, 

1918. Attached to Company "E." Attended Divisional Bayonet, Grenade, and 
Infantry Drill Schools. Small Arms Firing School at Camp Perry, Ohio. 

LEO R. HAIN 

Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 191 7. Reported for duty December 15, 
19 1 7, and assigned to Company " G. " Attended Divisional Schools of Bayonet Fight- 
ing, HandGrenadeTraining, and Sniping and Intelligence. Instructor in casual camp. 

PAUL A. HERRON 

Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Joined Regiment in December. 
Assigned to command One Pounder Platoon. Attended One Pounder School, Fort 
SUl, Oklahoma. Divisional Instructor in one pounder for 8th Division at Camp 
Fremont. Attended Officers School with Advance Detachment in France. 

GEORGE U. WENNER 

Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Reported for duty November 27, 
1 9 1 7 , and assigned to Company " G , " later transferred to Company " F. " Attended 
Divisional Schools in Pistol Shooting, Bayonet Fighting, Automatic Arms, Hand 
Grenade, and Carrier Pigeons. Instructor in casual camp. Prison Officer, Camp 
Stuart. 

SAMUEL K. STRICKLER 

Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Joined the Regiment, December 
14, 1917, and assigned to Company " I. " Attended schools in Hand Grenade Train- 
ing, Musketry, Field Fortifications, and Bayonet Training. Instructor in Auto- 
matic Arms and Gas Defense. 

BASIL P. BOYKIN 

Appointed First Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Joined Regiment in October. 
Attended 8th Division Schools at Camp Fremont. Assigned Company "I." As- 
signed as Adjutant, Third Battalion. Attended Officers School with Advance 
Detail in France. 



Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 209 

FLOYD M. JARDINE 

Appointed First Lieutenant, November 2"], 1917. Joined Regiment in December. 
Assigned to Headquarters and "H" Companies. Attended 8th Division Schools 
at Camp Fremont and Small Arms Firing School at Camp Perry, Ohio. 

RAYMOND S. HOBBEE 

Appointed First Lieutenant, November 2-], 191 7. Reported for duty December 15, 
1917. Assigned to Company "C" and later transferred to Company "B." Ex- 
change Officer at Lambert's Point, Norfolk, Virginia. Attended Bayonet, Hand 
Grenade and Musketry Schools. 

JAMES E. KELLY 

Joined Regiment as Second Lieutenant, July 11, 191 7. Assigned to Machine Gun 
Company. Later commanded Machine Gun Company. Attended Divisional 
School of Arms. Given certificate as Brigade Instructor. Member 8th Division 
Advance School Detachment, attended Officers School in France. Promoted to First 
Lieutenant, January 15, 1918. 

EDWARD W. PRICE 

Joined the Regiment as Second Lieutenant, August 8, 1917, and assigned to the 
Supply Company. Promoted to First Lieutenant, January 15, 1918. 

CHARLES BOYLE 

Joined the Regiment as Second Lieutenant, August 27, 1917, and assigned to the 
Supply Company. Promoted to First Lieutenant, June 15, 1918. 

PERCY L. MENEFEE 

Joined the Regiment, August 29, 19 17. Appointed Provisional Second Lieuten- 
ant, Regular Army, October 26, 1917. On duty with "G, " Headquarters, and 
"I" Companies. Attended Divisional Schools in Musketry, Trench Mortar, 
Automatic Arms, Hand Grenade, and Intelligence. Promoted to First Lieutenant, 
June 17, 1918. 

CLIFTON R. GORDON 

Appointed Provisional Second Lieutenant Regular Army, October 26, 1917. As- 
signed Company " B,' ' December 10, 1917. Transferred to Machine Gun Company, 
December 15, 1917. Attended Divisional Machine Gun School and Automatic 
Arms and Gas Schools at Camp Fremont, California. Promoted to First Lieuten- 
ant, June 17, 1918. 

EDWIN L. COLLINS 

Joined the Regiment, September 5, 19 18. Appointed Provisional Second 
Lieutenant, Regular Army, October 26, 1917. Assigned to Company "I." 
Later assigned to Machine Gun Company and appointed Adjutant Second Bat- 
talion. Persormel Adjutant, December 23, 1918. Promoted to First Lieutenant, 
June 17, 1918. 



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WALTER W. BOON 

Joined Regiment, August 29, 191 7, and was assigned to Company "L." Com- 
manded Fourth Platoon "K" Company, Trench Mortar Platoon Headquarters 
Company and First Platoon of Snipers. Intelligence Officer for Third Battalion. 
Camp Adjutant with troops at Army Supply Base, Norfolk, Virginia. Attended 
Bayonet School, School of Automatic Arms, Intelligence School, Divisional Staff 
School and the Hand Grenade School; Divisional Instructor in Snipers and Scouts 
and Bayonet Courses. Promoted to First Lieutenant, June 17, 1918. 

BROOKE E. SAWYER 

Commissioned Second Lieutenant, November 27, 1917. Assigned to Headquarters 
Company, December 15, 1917. In Command Signal Platoon till October, 1918. 
Attended Liaison School, Fort Sill, Oklahoma. 8th Division Liaison School In- 
structor. Aide-de-camp to Brigadier General Hugh Johnson. Promoted to First 
Lieutenant, August i, 1919. 

CHARLES W. ELLIOTT 

Joined Regiment, December 15, 19 17, and assigned to Company "I," later trans- 
ferred to Company " G. " Attended the Divisional Schools of Sniping and Intelli- 
gence, Automatic Arms, Hand Grenade, Trench Mortar, Bayonet Fighting, and 
Gas Defense. Instructor in casual camp. Promoted to First Lieutenant, August 
I, 1918. 

WILLIAM H. COMBS 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, November 2"]^ 191 7. Joined the Regiment December 
12, 1917, and assigned to Company "A." Transferred to Headquarters Company, 
January i, 1918, and given command of mounted orderlies. Attended Division 
Trench Mortar School, Infantry School of Arms, Fort Sill, Oklahoma. After 
taking a special course in sapping and bombing, received certificate as Divisional 
Instructor, and attached to Instructions Staff, Fort Sill, Oklahoma. Graduated in 
courses of One Pounder, Bayonetry, Machine Gunnery, and Automatic Arms. 
October 26, 1918, ordered to rejoin Twelfth at Camp Mills, New York, prior to em- 
barkation. Assigned to Headquarters Company. Commanded Headquarters 
Company. Appointed Acting Regimental Adjutant, Camp Stuart, Virginia, De- 
cember 15, 1918. Promoted to First Lieutenant, August 29, 1918. 

HERBERT J. McCHRYSTAL 

Commissioned Second Lieutenant, November 27, 1917, and assigned to Company 
"F," Twelfth Infantry. Assigned to Headquarters Company. Attended Liaison 
School, Infantry School of Arms, Fort Sill, Oklahoma. Appointed Intelligence 
Officer, First Battalion, Twelfth Infantry. Later Battalion Adjutant, First 
Battalion. Camp Adjutant, Camp United States Troops, Engineers' Depot, 
Norfolk, Virginia. Promoted to First Lieutenant, August 29, 1918. 

COLVIN HEATH 

Reported for duty as Second Lieutenant, April 20, 1918, and assigned to Company 
"E." Attended Divisional Bayonet, Grenade, and Infantry Drill Schools. Pro- 
moted to First Lieutenant, August 29, 1918. 



Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 211 

SIMON E. SHEFFEY 

Reported for duty, September 4, 1918, and assigned to the Supply Company, later 
tranferred to Company "K. " Promoted to First Lieutenant, September 3, 1918. 

CHARLES W. ARNOLD 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918, and assigned to the Machine Gun Company. Intelligence Officer for Third 
Battalion. Promoted to First Lieutenant, October 30, 1918. 

MEREDITH J. HOUSE 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1917. Joined Regiment, September 5, 
1918. Assigned to Company "D. " Member of Track Team representing 8th 
Division at A. A. U. Championship Track and Field Meet held at Chicago, September 
21, 1918. Attended 8th Division Pistol School, October 15, 1918. Instructor at 
Divisional Grenade School, Camp Fremont, during October, igi8. Appointed 
Exchange Officer for First Battalion, November 30, 1918. Promoted to First 
Lieutenant, October 30, 1918. 

WALTER L. NORBERG 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
191 8, and assigned to "K" Company. Transferred to Machine Gun Company. 
Promoted to First Lieutenant, October 30, 1918. 

LOUIS A. PALMER 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918, and assigned to Company "L. " Promoted to First Lieutenant, October 30, 
1918, 

HORACE R. BOYNTON 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Joined Regiment, September 5, 
1918. Assigned Company "E. " Promoted to First Lieutenant, October 30, 1918. 

PERCY W. SEAY 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty with Regiment, 
September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "F. " Member of the advance de- 
tachment for the 8th Division, and attended Officers' School in France. Promoted 
to First Lieutenant, October 30, 191 8. 

EDWARD BERANEK 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918, and assigned to Company "A." Promoted to First Lieutenant, October 30, 
1918. 

CHARLES D. SOUTH 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918, and assigned to Company "G." Attended Divisional School of Physical 
Training, and Intelligence and Gas Schools. Promoted to First Lieutenant, Oc- 
tober 30, 19 18. 



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CHARLES J. COVER 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 19 18. Joined Regiment, September 5, 
1 9 1 8, and assigned to Company " I . " Promoted to First Lieutenant, October 30, 1 9 1 8. 

ALBION J. HOWELL 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 191 8. Assigned to Machine Gun Com- 
pany. Intelligence Officers, First Battalion. Personnel Adjutant, First Battalion at 
Norfolk, Virginia. Promoted to First Lieutenant, November i, 1918. 

SECOND LIEUTENANTS 

JAMES C. ELDRIDGE 

Joined Twelfth, April 20, 1916, as Chief Musician. On duty as band leader since 
that date. Commissioned Second Lieutenant, Camp Fremont, California, July 
22, 1918. 

JESSUM A. RICKER 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918. Assigned to Company " B. " Instructor in Casual Camp at Camp Fremont. 

MAHLON E. TRAYLOR 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Graduate of Fourth Officers 
Training Camp, Camp Fremont, California. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918, and assigned to Company "H. " Appointed Canteen Officer, Twelfth In- 
fantry at Camp Fremont. Camp Exchange Officer, Camp Stuart, Virginia. 

ROBERT W. DWIGGINS 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
19 1 8, and assigned to Company " G, " later transferred to Company " F. " 

RALPH W. MOORE 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918, and assigned to Headquarters Company. Member of the 8th Division ad- 
vance detachment, and attended the training school in France. 

ROBERT M. LOWE 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty with Twelfth 
Infantry, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "H. " 

RALPH W. DICKINSON 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918. Assigned to Company " I. " Transferred to Company " D, " Assistant to the 
Divisional Gas Officer at Camp Fremont, and Personnel Adjutant at Army Supply 
Base, Norfolk, Virginia. Attended Divisional Gas School at Camp Fremont. 

JOHN P. DECKER 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty with Regiment, 
September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "F. " On duty with "G" and "K" 
Companies. 



Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 213 

ERNEST B. WOOD 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty with the 
Twelfth Infantry at Camp Fremont, California, August 28, 19 18, and assigned to 
Company " M. " Upon arrival at Camp Stuart, appointed Prison Officer. 

BERNHARDT L. BERGSTROM 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
191 8, and assigned to Headquarters Company, commanding Sappers and Bombers 
Platoon. Later transferred to Machine Gun Company. Attended Divisional 
Gas School, Camp Fremont, California. 

JOHN B. COUCH 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported to Regiment, September 
6, 1918. Assigned to Company "B." Instructor in Casual Camp at Camp Fre- 
mont, California. Attached to 8th Division Advanced School Detachment and 
attended the First Army Corps School in France, November 9, 19 18. Was instruc- 
tor in Hand Grenade School and Automatic Rifles. 

JOHN S. STEWART 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 
5,1918, and assigned to company " M . " Transferred to Company " A . " Attended 
Divisional Gas School. 

JOHN J. FATZ 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Assigned to Company "C," 
Twelfth Infantry, September 6, 1918. 

ALFRED A. WILLIAMS 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Joined the Regiment, September 
5, 1918, and assigned to Company "I. " Instructor in casual camp. 

LYALL B. WEBSTER 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918, and assigned to Company "E. " 

RUDOLPH J. SCHOLTZ 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Assigned to Company "C, " 
Twelfth Infantry, September 5, 1918. Graduate of Divisional Gas School, Sep- 
tember 12, 1918. Attended 8th Division Pistol School, October 15, 1918. Ap- 
pointed Athletic Director First Battalion. 

JOSEPH S. ROPER 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Joined Twelfth Infantry, Septem- 
ber 5, 1918. Regimental Mess Officer. Aide-de-camp to Brigadier General Hugh 
Johnson. 

FRANKLIN V. D. BANGS 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918. Assigned to Company "F. " Appointed Assistant Personnel Adjutant and 
later made Personnel Adjutant. 



214 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

BERTRAM P. PUCKETT 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty with Twelfth 
Infantry, September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "H. " 

ROBERT E. DONOVAN 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918, and assigned to Company " G. " Attended the Divisional Gas School. Mem- 
ber of discharge board at Port of Embarkation, Newport News, Virginia. 

THOMAS R. HARP 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 19 18. Assigned to Regiment, August 27, 
1918, and joined September, 1918. Assigned to Company "D." Graduate of 
Divisional Gas School, September 12, 1918. Attended 8th Division Pistol School 
and qualified sixteenth high man, October 15, 1918. 

ROLAND A. VANDERGRIFT 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918, and assigned to Company "L. " AttencJed Divisional Gas School and was 
Assistant to the Division Gas Officer. 

HAROLD A. McAllister 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918, and assigned to Comany " L. " Later transferred to Headquarters Company. 

GEORGE G. BEAUCHAMP 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918, and assigned to the Supply Company. 

WALTER LANGE 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Assigned to the Twelfth, Septem- 
ber 5 , 1 9 1 8 , and attached to Company " F. " Transferred to Company " M , " Janu- 
ary 19, 1919. On Detached Service at Debarkation Hospital No. 51, Hampton, 
Virginia, with "M" Company Detachment since January 22, 1919. 

GUY H. POULSON 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
1918, and assigned to Company "B. " Attended Divisional Bayonet School. 

FRED. I. ZIMMERMAN 

Aooointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
19 1 8, and assigned to Company "K. " Later transferred to Company "E." 

ALLEN P. ROSE 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty with Twelfth, 
September 5, 1918, and assigned to Company "B." Supply Officer for First Bat- 
talion. 



Officers of Twelfth U. S. Infantry 215 

CHARLES N. HOBBS 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 19 18. Joined Regiment, September 5, 
191 8, assigned to Supply Company. Later transferred to Machine Gun Company. 
Member 8th Division Advance School Detachment, and attended Officers School 
in France. 

LINCOLN M. BYRD 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Reported for duty, September 5, 
19 1 8, and assigned to Headquarters Company. Attended Divisional Gas School. 

PHIL F. GARVEY 

Appointed Second Lieutenant, August 26, 1918. Assigned to Twelfth Infantry, 
August 27, 1918. Attached to Company "H" September 5, 1918. Transferred to 
Company "D, " October 20, 1918. 

MEDICAL OFFICERS 

Major 

JAMES D. PASCO 

Surgeon Twelfth Infantry. Commissioned Captain in M. R. C, June 15, 1917, at 
Jacksonville, Florida. On September 19, 1917, reported at M. O. T. C, Camp Green- 
leaf, Fort Oglethorpe, Georgia, for intensive training. On November 19, 1917, or- 
dered to Presidio of San Francisco, California, for overseas duty. On December 5, 
191 7, sailed from Fort Mason on Transport Sheridan as member of the Roumanian 
Medical Expedition, under command of Colonel Walter G. McCaw, M. C. On 
December 6th, the party was recalled by wireless on account of the unsettled condi- 
tions in Russia. On January 7, 1918, proceeded to Camp Lewis, Washington, for 
duty in the Base Hospital. On May 12th, ordered to Camp Fremont, California, to 
report to Commanding General, 8th Division, for duty. On arrival was assigned as 
assistant to the Surgeon of the Twelfth Infantry. Except for a few weeks on de- 
tached duty with various boards of the 8th Division, on continuous duty with the 
Twelfth Infantry since that date. On August 19, 1918, designated as Surgeon of the 
Twelfth Infantry. On November i, 1918, commissioned as Major in the Medical 
Corps, U.S.A. On November i, 1918, appointed Camp Surgeon, Camp Stuart, 
Virginia. January i, 1919, duties to be performed in connection with the duties as 
Surgeon of the Twelfth Infantry. 

Captains 

ARTHUR L. MUNGER 

Commissioned First Lieutenant, M. R. C, July 10, 1917. Ordered into active 
service, August 20, 1917, and assigned to Regiment at Presidio of San Francisco, 
California. Attended M. O. R. C. Training School at Presidio of San Francisco; 
appointed Drill Instructor for Regimental Medical Detachment. Appointed Regi- 
mental Sanitary Inspector, January 3, 1918. Commissioned Captain, January 18, 
1918. 



2i6 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

RALPH W. PETERSON 

Commissioned First Lieutenant, M. O. R. C, July 5, 1917. Reported for duty at 
Fort Benjamin Harrison; later transferred to Twelfth at Camp Fremont, California. 
Appointed Surgeon to First Battalion. Commissioned Captain at Camp Mills, 
New York, October 30, 1918. Assistant Camp Surgeon, Camp Stuart, Virginia. 

First Lieutenants 

ALFRED B. PAVY 

Reported for duty, July 10, 1917. Assistant Chief of Surgical Clinics at Base Hospi- 
tal Camp Fremont. Assistant Regimental Surgeon for Twelfth Infantry and Sur- 
geon for the First Battalion. Member of the Medical Expedition to Roumania. 

JOHN R. BURGESS 

Appointed First Lieutenant, Medical Corps. Assigned to Twelfth Infantry. 

RUDOLPH E. SCHMIDT 

Appointed First Lieutenant, Medical Corps, March 31, 1918. Joined Twelfth 
Infantry at Camp Fremont, California, September 25, 1918. Accompanied Com- 
panies "C" and "D" to Camp Mills, New York. On duty at Camp Infirmary, 
Camp Stuart, Virginia. 

CHARLES H. ALLEN 

Appointed First Lieutenant, Medical Corps, August 31, 1918. Reported for duty, 
October 21, 1918. Assistant to Regimental Surgeon. 

FAY G. STONE 

Appointed First Lieutenant, Medical Corps. Assigned to Twelfth Infantry. 

RODERICK F. GILBRIDE 

Appointed First Lieutenant, Medical Corps. Assigned to Twelfth Infantry. 

RAY D. CURRY 

Assigned to Twelfth Infantry, November i, 1918, at Camp Mills, New York. 
Rejoined the Regiment at Camp Stuart, Virginia, January 18, 1919. Assigned to 
First Battalion, Norfolk, Virginia. 

CHAPLAINS 
First Lieutenants 

DONALD T. GREY 

Joined Regiment at Camp Fremont, California, April 23, 1918, and has served con- 
tinuously to date as chaplain. 

JOSEPH J. MURRAY 

Joined Regiment at Camp Fremont, California, August 31 , 1918, and has served con- 
tinuously to date as Chaplain. 

EUGENE B. CARROLL 

Joined Regiment at Camp Fremont, California, August 31, 1918, and served con- 
tinuously as Chaplain. Died November 21, 1918. 




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Bernard P. Miller 



Rex G. Hardy 



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Warner Clark 




William W. Johnston 



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Samuel K. Strickler 



Basil P. Boykin 



Floyd M. Jardine 




Raymond S. Hobbie 



James E. Kelly 



Edward W. Price 




Charles Boyle 



Percy L. Menefee 



Clifton R. Gordon 



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James C. Eldridge 



Jessum A. Ricker 



Mahlon E. Traylor 




Robert W. Dwiggins 



Ralph W. Moore 



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Ralph W. Dickinson 



John P. Decker 



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Regimental Staff 

THE excellence of a regiment is the reflection of the degree 
of efficiency obtained by its officers, and at Regimental 
Headquarters we have efficiency personified in the 
personnel of the Regimental Staff, both commissioned and non- 
commissioned. It was here that the plans were formulated 
that brought the Twelfth Infantry to its present enviable posi- 
tion, a Regiment second to none in morale, discipline, and 
efficiency. 

As the body draws the vital fluid from the heart, so does 
Regimental Headquarters pump vigor and vitality into the 
Regiment, and the stimulating effect is reflected in every 
officer, non-commissioned officer, and man in the organization. 

Staff officers are chosen for their marked ability and effi- 
ciency, and they must be experts in the knowledge and execu- 
tion of every phase of military training, administration, and 
life. 

To simplify the vast amount of work that must be accom- 
plished and to insure efficiency and dispatch in the administra- 
tion of the Regiment, the staff is divided into the following 
sections or departments, each with its individual head, who is 
accountable to the Adjutant for his department: The Adju- 
tant, Personnel Adjutant, Intelligence Officer, Operations 
Officer, comprise the personnel of the present Regimental Staff. 
Few men in the ranks fully understand the functions and the 

complex workings of the Regimental Staff. To most of them 

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it is something remote and mysterious with which they seldom 
have a close or intimate relation. 

The Adjutant is the executive head and is directly re- 
sponsible to the Commanding Officer for all details of the ad- 
ministration of the Regiment. He is the mouthpiece of the 
Commanding Officer, and his position is one of great confidence 
and trust, and he is practically chief of stafiE of the Regiment. 
His office is a difficult one, for he must combine in his personality 
the qualities of a soldier, business man, and diplomat. In the of- 
fice of the Adjutant are formulated all plans and schedules rela- 
tive to instruction, training, discipline, and equipment of the men 
of the Regiment. The Adjutant's office should exemplify sys- 
tem, order, and accuracy, and everything about the Adjutant's 
office should be indicative of system, order, neatness, and thor- 
oughness, and all business should be transacted in a prompt, 
systematic, businesslike manner. The Adjutant should be 
well posted in the duties of his office, and should command the 
respect and enjoy the confidence of all his fellow officers. It 
is the duty of the Adjutant to promote contentment and elimi- 
nate friction in the administration of the Regiment and upon 
him depends the degree of smoothness with which the official 
machinery runs. 

The Personnel Department is the regimental prestidigita- 
tor. There is no end to the variety of its functions. It is not 
only expected to and does produce pay rolls listing every man 
in the Regiment, but at the same time can furnish complete 
information upon the personnel of the Regiment, their service 
records and civil antecedents. 

No matter what the degree of justification, there is a limit- 
less variety of questions to engross the attention of the Per- 
sonnel Department. General orders, special orders, bulletins, 
circulars, memoranda, errors, complaints, insurance, family 
and Liberty Bond allotments, — all are cared for by the Per- 
sonnel Department. In addition to all these matters, the 



Regimental Staff 219 

Personnel Department keeps an accurately posted and checked 
triple index card system on which is recorded all information 
with reference to the pay and status of every soldier in the 
Regiment. These are corrected daily. Furthermore, a be- 
wildering number of statistical reports are a weekly and 
monthly requirement from the Regiment, and these are all 
collected and submitted by the Personnel Department. 

The Personnel Department follows a soldier from the time 
that he enters the service until the day that he is mustered out, 
keeping an accurate record of his military career by means of 
service records, pay cards, allotment blanks, insurance appli- 
cations, and qualification, locator, and A. E. F. cards. 

The Intelligence Department is the eyes of the Regiment. 
The Intelligence Officer is responsible that the commanding 
officer be at all times informed with regard to the proximity 
and movements of the enemy. He must investigate thor- 
oughly and cautiously all conditions and impart the knowledge 
of all enemy movements to the commanding officer. Great 
dependence is placed upon their skill and powers of observation. 

The Operations Department is responsible for all move- 
ments of the Regiment. It is the Operations Officer who drafts 
the march orders and all orders pertaining to any movement of 
the Regiment. 

The following is the commissioned personnel of the Re- 
gimental Staff of the Twelfth Infantry: Adjutant, Captain 
Norman B. Courteney; Personnel Adjutant, Captain H. 
Norris Bakken; Operations Officer, Captain Warfield M. 
Lewis; Assistant Adjutant, First Lieutenant WilHam H. 
Combs; Assistant Personnel Adjutant, Second Lieutenant 
Franklin V. D. Bangs. 



Schedule of Instruction, Twelfth Infantry 



Period: Oct. 7 to Oct. 12, 191 8 



DAY 



TIME 



CHARACTER OF INSTRUCTION 



REMARKS 



Monday Entire day Combat firing 



1st Battalion 



A.M. 



Second and Third Battalions 
7 : 30- 8 : 00 Marching to drill grounds 



As in forward training area 



8:00- 8:30 


Calisthenics 


Koehler's Manual, S. R. 
No. 23. By Bns. 


8:30- 9:00 


New Platoon drill 


Under Company and Pla- 
toon Commanders 


9:00- 9:30 


Gas Instruction 




9: 30-10:00 


Musketry 


Fire Distribution, Pam- 
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10: oo-ii: 00 


Bayonet 




1 1 : 00-1 1 : 30 


March to Reg. Parade Ground 


As in forward training area 


II : 30-12:00 


Marching to music 




P.M. i: 30- 4:00 


Group leading, advance under 
fire, march by compass 


Pamphlet 


4:00- 4:30 


Marching to music 




4:30- 


Parade 


Second Battalion 


4:30- 5:00 


Gas Instruction 


Third Battalion 


5:15- 6:15 


Officers' Bayonet Instruction 




7:00- 8: 00 


N. C. 0. School 


Subject to be taken up in 
next two days' work 


Tuesday Entire day 


Combat Firing 


Second Battalion 



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First and Third Battalions 



Same as Monday, except: 
P.M. 4:30 


Parade 


Third Battalion 




4:30- 5:00 


Gas Instruction 


First Battalion 


Wednesday Entire day 


Combat Firing 


Third Battalion 


A.M. 




First and Second Battalions 
Same as Monday 




P.M. 


i: 30- 4:00 


Same as Monday 


For "G" and "H" Com- 
panies only 




1:30- 4:00 


Gas House 


According to program be- 
low, for First Battalion 
and "E" and "F" Com- 
panies 


Thursday 

A.M. 


8:30- 9:30 


Same as Monday, except: 
New Platoon drill 


Company and Platoon 
Commanders 




9: 30-10: 00 


Musketry 


Range estimation by Pla- 
toon and Squad leaders; 
use of Mil Rule, sight 
leaf, etc. 


P.M. 


i: 30- 4:00 


Platoons attacking a strong 
point — Cooperation be- 
tween Platoons 


For First Battalion and" E " 
and "F" Companies 




i: 30- 4:00 


Gas House 


See program below 




4:30 


Parade 


First BattaUon 




7 : 00- 8 : 00 


No N. C. 0. School 




Friday 

A.M. 


9: 30-10: 00 


Same as Thursday, except: 
Musketry 


Use of cover, battlefield 
communication, recon- 
naissance, etc. 


P.M. 


i: 30- 4: 00 


Same problems, explaining tac- 
tical use of various weapons 
(M. G. automatic rifle, etc.) 
in this work 


Pamphlet 802 




4:00 


No marching to music 






4:15 


Regimental Parade 






7 : 00- 8 : 00 


N. C. 0. School 




Saturday 




Inspection 


Orders will be issued later 



Manual of Arms will be given for ten minutes at retreat formation. During rest 
periods instructions will be given in rendering salutes, to the colors and to officers, 
both indoors and out. 



Non-Commissioned Staff 

UP to May, 191 8 , — it seems years ago, — this Regiment con- 
sisted wholly of regulars, the greater part of whom had 
enlisted prior to April, 191 7. With about 1800 men in 
the whole Regiment, and the old routine running along smooth- 
ly, there was comparatively little paper work at Regimental 
Headquarters. Five men not only handled it, but had a great 
deal of leisure time on their hands. Then, on orders from the 
War Department, a Personnel Section was formed, adding a 
Regimental Sergeant Major and two sergeants as clerks. 
Simultaneously with the organization of this section, about 
1200 drafted recruits were received, doubling the strength of 
the Regiment and more than doubling the paper work. 

We had scarcely organized when the Regimental Sergeant 
Major was transferred to the Development Battalion, and a 
Battalion Sergeant Major received a commission. With the 
transfer of all well-drilled recruits in early August to the Sibe- 
rian Expeditionary Forces, and the receipt of some 2400 drafted 
recruits at the same time, and finally the transfer of one of the 
Battalion Sergeant Majors to Division Headquarters, this 
office was veritably a madhouse, and a complete reorganiza- 
tion was necessary. This was finally effected, and in October, 
1 91 8, we were ready for "Over There." 

Regimental Sergeant Major James H. Graham headed the 

column, and Regimental Sergeant Major Wesley D. Sylvester 

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followed him like his shadow, with his pet hobby, "Personnel," 
along beside him. Battalion Sergeants Major Raymond C. 
Williamson, Thomas F. Orr, and Lucius H. Graham, with a 
whole army of clerks and stenographers composed the line. 
As the machine gim and rifle have replaced the sword, so has 
the typewriter largely replaced the pen, and the first sergeants 
used to start digging themselves in when they came within 
soimd of our battery of typewriters — there were sixteen of 
them in action. 

Headquarters was again put to the severest test when the 
"flu" quarantine came down upon us, and we evacuated the 
building we had been occupying for ten months to take up 
quarters in the small Officers' Club House. It was at this time 
that orders finally arrived for the 8th Division to start for 
France and all the troubles of the orderly rooms were brought 
to Headquarters to be solved. During this period the staff 
put in many an all-night session in order that when we 
reached the Port of Embarkation the Twelfth would be delayed 
through no fault of Headquarters. 

Anyway, we managed to get the work out, and carried the 
bloodless battle through from Camp Fremont, California, by 
way of Camp Mills, New York, to Camp Stuart, Virginia, 
where we are now thoroughly entrenched in the front line 
trenches, replacing the Forty-eighth Infantry, which has re- 
tired for recuperation and rest. 

We now maintain two headquarters: Regimental Head- 
quarters proper at Camp Stuart, Va., and First Battalion 
Headquarters at the Army Supply Base, Norfolk, Va., with 
Battalion Sergeant Major Williamson and Corporal Navone 
and two clerks holding down the work. At Stuart we have 
Regimental Sergeant Major James H. Graham, Battalion 
Sergeant Major Thomas F. Orr, Sergeant John V. Graf, Cor- 
poral Charles D. T. Hughes and five clerks — with Battalion 
Sergeant Major Lucius H. Graham on the way to join us, the 



224 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

latter having been in Base Hospital, Camp Grant, Illinois, with 
influenza and pneumonia, since October 25, 1918. Regimental 
Sergeant Major W. D. Sylvester, Corporal Herman H. Keck, 
and Corporal Peru Farver and two clerks comprise the Per- 
sonnel Section. 



The Sky Pilot's Story 



' ' A Chaplain is either the damnedest nuisance in the Regiment or one of the greatest 
helps that the Commanding Officer can have." — A. A. 

SUCH was the startling statement that greeted us in our 
first conference with the new C. O. of the Regiment. 
And thus did the Colonel in his characteristically pic- 
turesque way begin to lay before the three of us his idea of the 
Chaplain's work. It was just as characteristic of him that he 
should summon us for this interview at all, for too often the 
Chaplain has to find his own place and make his way without 
hindrance but without help from his commander. 

The place of the Chaplain in the Army is unique. It is a 
place not outlined by rules or settled by precedent. He may 
leave it a place without value. He may make it a position of 
great usefulness. The Chaplain is the official Friend of the 
Regiment. It is his place to apply the oil to the necessarily 
inflexible machinery in which the life of the soldier revolves. 
The army is not a playground of children. It is a stern busi- 
ness in which men must cheerfully surrender their individual 
desires and willingly sacrifice or suffer. But it is well that 
there should be one man in a measure free from the rules of 
the system to see that the men are not lost in the job and to 
watch lest any man suffer needlessly or unjustly. The Chap- 
lain is there to look on men first of all not as soldiers but as 
men. To him any man can come at any time, for sympathy, 

for advice, for warning, or for help. He is the friend of the 

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men. And this is his chief business. After this he may be 
preacher, teacher, entertainer — what he will, and upon that 
basis he may broaden his work to the extent of his ambition 
and ability. The Chaplain has the finest human material to 
work with, and if he sees right he has a task that is boundless. 
What wonder if he fails so much. He is commissioned to 
look out for all the non-military interests of the men — their 
comfort, their pleasure, their well-being mentally, morally, 
and spiritually. It is his place to help them keep fit as soldiers 
and as men, to teach them, entertain them, to keep them out 
of trouble, and to help them when they get in trouble. He 
must do his work at times without building and equipment 
and the church organization of civil life. He is not like the 
preacher in civil life, the head of an institution, but rather the 
institution of service. 

When Chaplain George Rice left the Twelfth about May 
I, 1 91 8, to become Divisional Chaplain of the Eighth Division, 
his place was taken by Chaplain Donald T. Grey. In August 
Chaplain Eugene B. Carroll and Chaplain Joseph J. Murray 
came to the Regiment. This arrangement continued until the 
death of Chaplain Carroll from pneumonia, November 21, 
1918. 

From the Border the Regiment had brought a moving pic- 
ture machine and a piano. At Camp Fremont Chaplain Rice 
"rustled" a big assembly tent, which with much mending 
served during our stay there. 

From the Y. M. C. A. Chaplain Grey borrowed benches 
for six hundred men, writing tables for fifty, and a platform. 
Shelves were built and a branch of the A. L. A. installed. A 
white cross flag and a bulletin board announced the whole as a 
Chaplains' Tent . Actually it became the parlor, library, school, 
club, and church for the Regiment. No place in California is 
more delightful than the cool of an airy tent, and that the men 
found out. The little tin horn phonograph started at 7:30 



The Sky Pilot's Story 227 

A.M. and continued till tattoo. There were always some rag- 
time and a hymn book on the piano, and if one wasn't in use 
the other probably was. Something was doing every evening 
at the Tent, a movie, an entertainment, a sing, or a service. 

From May to July, with the assistance of some ladies se- 
cured through the Y. M. C. A., Chaplain Grey conducted a 
school in English. For among the recruits who came to the 
Regiment in May there were many Mexicans and others who 
could not speak English. Some immigrants from Etiropean 
coimtries had not learned the English system of writing, or 
were baffled by our strange spelling when they came to read 
their orders. The boys of this school will always remember 
with gratitude those teachers who gladly gave up four after- 
noons every week to come and struggle with them. In 
August, such of the men of this school as were not sent to 
Siberia, were transferred to the Development Battalion where 
they could be given five hours a day at their studies. 

From August until we left for the East the activities of 
the Chaplains' Tent became of more and more importance to 
the men, because of the successive quarantines placed upon the 
Regiment. First there was the detention quarantine upon the 
new men, then the measles quarantine, then the " Flu " quaran- 
tine, each one tighter than the last. In September all indoor 
meetings were banned and the tent had to be struck. A month 
later it was permitted up again, but only for a few weeks, and 
for the remainder of our stay we had a fresh-air institution, 
with sometimes more air than we desired. The benches orna- 
mented the bare ground; the writing tables with their maga- 
zines and boxes of stationery stood open to the wind and the 
dew; and the movie screen flapped like a sail in the night air. 
Only the precious old movie machine and Private Sherwood, 
the operator, were under the shelter of a seven by nine. No 
man could cross the guard line and the Chaplains' Area was 
the only amusement place for 3000 men. Every evening the 



228 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

benches were crowded to the Hmit and the ground covered with 
the men who wanted to see Fatty Arbuckle and WiUiam S. 
Hart. The old piano hadn't enough jazz left in her to accom- 
pany the voices of that throng in the open air, but often some 
of the band would bring a cornet or a saxophone, and there 
were some pretty good sings. New songs, old songs, war songs, 
gospel songs — it was all the same about the music if the words 
were on the screen. 

Sunday was the busy day. Religious services under these 
conditions had their peculiar character. Early Sunday morn- 
ing, usually in a quiet spot down behind the Infirmary, Chap- 
lain Carroll would say Mass. On the checkerboard of a game 
table he would lay his altar stone and cover board and stone 
with his altar cloth. Never was the table large enough, and 
the soldier altar boy often had to pass the vessels for the 
service directly from the satchel to the priest. At ten thirty 
there was the Protestant service held by Chaplain Grey or 
Chaplain Murray. Often the sun would be so hot that the 
men would have to wear their hats as protection. In the 
afternoon the area would swarm with men to watch the games 
or the boxing on the platform. And then at night would be 
the general song service, the words on the movie screen instead 
of a book ; the prayer, all standing with bared heads under the 
starry sky; and the sermon, a Chaplain's message to his men, 
spoken from a rickety little table or sometimes from the top 
of the piano. 

Sunday afternoon during the measles quarantine brought 
many visitors but the slow marching sentry held them beyond 
the line of the fence. To accommodate these visitors benches 
were carried over the line, and family reunions joyfully pro- 
gressed with the sentry marching between. Once in a while, 
the Chaplain would pilot a man through the restrictions to his 
girl and bring him back a married man while the happy bride 
went her way home to wait till war was over. 



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During the last few weeks of the stay at Fremont the Chap- 
lains became the chief liaison officers between the men and the 
world outside. Stamps had to be bought and sold to the men, 
to the extent of a thousand dollars or more. Wrapping paper 
and string was kept on hand and twelve or fifteen truck-loads 
of express sent away home in preparation for the oversea trip 
that never came. There were telegrams to be sent, checks to 
be cashed, money orders and telegraphic transfers to be turned 
into money. A cardboard box in the Chaplains' quarters 
sometimes had a thousand dollars in greenbacks in it. There 
were so many requests for help and advice that the men would 
have to stand in line until their turn at the Chaplain came. 
We learned that you could trust nearly any man in the army. 
One day a Chaplain, suddenly called away, left several hun- 
dred dollars lying loose on a bench. There were hundreds of 
men around, but it was all there several hours later. 

Then came a week on the troop train. During this time 
the Chaplains were chief "news butchers." At every noon 
stop there was a scramble to get chocolates enough to last 
till the next day, and to get candles to light a train that was 
as dark as the tomb. The pretty little postmistress at some 
Nevada town was quite bowled over by a request for $50.00 
worth of stamps at one crack. Then there were trips through 
the coaches of the long train to sell stamps, to distribute books 
and stationery and games, and to visit the sick ones. 

Over the days at Camp Mills we prefer to draw the veil of 
obscurity. It was too cold for men to meet outdoors and 
there wasn't a place where a dozen could gather inside. There 
was nothing the Chaplains could do but sympathize and there 
wasn't enough of that to supply the needs at such a time. It 
was hard for the Regiment to face the heart-breaking necessity 
of turning aside from the goal that had so long and so earnestly 
been set before us. But the men did it with splendid courage. 

The stay at Camp Mills was saddened by the death of 



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Chaplain Carroll. While on pass he was seized with influenza, 
which rapidly turned into pneumonia, and he died at Phila- 
delphia among his relatives. He had won the friendship of 
everybody in the Regiment by his friendliness, his kindly dis- 
position, and his unselfishness in helping the men. 

And now we are at the Newport News Port of Embarka- 
tion. The Regiment is broken into detachments about the 
Port and the Chaplains have become itinerant preachers, 
going the circuit of eight detachments, holding services, ar- 
ranging entertainments and programs, gathering athletic 
equipment, and doing any job that comes to hand for the 
pleasure or good of the men. 

No Chaplains ever had a finer Regiment in which to serve, 
and none could be prouder of the men and officers with whom 
they live and work. If we have taught the men anything, we 
have learned from them in return more. And from the cheer- 
fulness and courage under hardship, the spirit of self-sacrifice 
for the common good, the honor and devotion to the great 
cause that we have seen among our men we will have more 
trust in mankind and a bigger idea of religion. 




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The Battalions 



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The First Battalion 

IT is difficult to record a history of the First Battalion of 
the "Old Twelfth" without repeating the Regimental 
history, for the First Battalion, because of its numerical 
designation, was bom with the Regiment, and during the 
greater part of tlie early life of the Twelfth was its only 
battalion. 

The Battalion's history therefore dates from 1789, when 
war with France and England threatened this country, and 
when a number of new regiments were formed, including the 
Twelfth. In view of the fact that the war did not materialize, 
these new regiments shortly passed out of existence, not to be 
reformed until 18 12. In this war, known as the "War of 
1 8 12," the Battalion played a prominent part with the Regi- 
ment on many battlefields. 

The next time in history that the Twelfth appears on the 
scene is in 1846-47, during the war with Mexico, and records 
are available which single out battalions, and even companies 
and individuals, for meritorious conduct. 

In this war the First Battalion consisted of three companies, 
"B," " C," and "H." "B" and "C" Companies, and Captain 
Wood of "C," Company, are specially mentioned in the ac- 
count of the frontal attack on Valencia's position at Contreras, 
and again with "H" and "K" Companies in the pursuit of 
Valencia and the battles that followed at San Antonio, Churu- 
busco, and Tete du Pont. At Tete du Pont the First Battal- 

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ion and "K" Company held over 7000 Mexicans for over 
half an hour until reinforcements arrived and clinched the 
victory. 

After the triumphal march into the city of Mexico, in 
which the Battalion participated, the war closed, and the 
Twelfth again passed out of existence. 

In 1 86 1 the Regiment was again organized and since that 
date has been in continuous existence. During 1861 and 1862, 
imtil the second battle of Bull Run, the First Battalion oper- 
ated as the Twelfth Infantry, and during 1862 took part in the 
campaigns in Virginia; fought at Yorktown in April, Gaines's 
Mill on June 27th, and the second Bull Run. After this battle 
it was joined by the Second Battalion and fought at Antietam, 
Chancellor sville, and Spring Run. 

In 1863 the First Battalion was at Gettysburg; and in 1864 
it took part in the battles of the Wilderness, Spottsylvania, 
Petersburg, Jerusalem Road, and Wei don Railroad. 

In 1865 it was at Richmond, Va., and from 1865 until 1869 
at the defenses of Washmgton. 

Following the Civil War, the Twelfth was sent west to 
blaze the trail for the white settler. The companies of the 
First Battalion have an excellent record for the work done in 
the western country. 

In 1875, "B" Company built the telegraph line from Yuma, 
Arizona, to San Diego, California, while "C" Company was up in 
Nevada fighting Indians on the desert. In 1877 "B," "C," and 
" D" Companies, together with " F" Company of the Second Bat- 
talion, fought the famous Nez Perces Indian campaign and again 
in 1878 these three companies with "F" and "K" Companies 
fought the Bannock Indian War in Oregon and Idaho. 

In 1 88 1 while the Regiment was fighting the Apaches in 
Arizona, "D" Company distinguished itself by saving Fort 
Apache against tremendous odds. 

In 1890 "A," "B," and "C" Companies patrolled the Brule 



The First Battalion 235 

Indian Reservation, protecting the white settlers who were oc- 
cupying the surrounding country. 

In 1894 "A" Company, with "H" and "K" Companies, was 
at the frontier post of Fort Yates, N. D., and in 1895 the Regi- 
ment was reassembled at Fort Niobrara, Nebraska, where it 
remained until the outbreak of the Spanish-American War. 

The companies of the First Battalion can well be proud of 
the service they rendered in the building of the Great West. 

As the Twelfth was one of the first regiments to land in 
Cuba after the declaration of war against Spain, in 1898, the 
companies of the First Battalion again had a chance to prove 
their mettle. 

The battle of El Coney on July ist was finally won after 
"A" and "D" Companies, together with "F" Company of the 
Second Battalion, made a successful charge against a stone fort, 
which was the strong point of Spanish resistance . The Battalion 
later fought, as part of the Regiment, at San Juan Hill and 
Santiago, and took part in the formal surrender of the latter 
place. 

After the fighting in Cuba, the Twelfth was hurried, in 
March, 1899, to the Philippine Islands. It sailed from New 
York via the Suez Canal, and after fighting around Manila 
for several months the First Battalion was detached and sent 
to carry the American Flag to the Island of Samar, where the 
several companies were confronted with a task that would test 
the strength of supermen, but they did their work so well that, 
when again in 1905 the island needed policing, the First Bat- 
talion was selected to do the job. 

On Samar, one of the largest islands of the Archipelago, 
there are many works that stand as monuments to the com- 
panies of the First Battalion; roads and trails through the 
dense jungles, bridges, villages, besides a pacified and contented 
lot of natives. 

Since the Twelfth returned from the Philippines in 1906, it 



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has spent most of its time on the Mexican Border and in 
California. The First Battalion was with the Regiment at 
the Presidio of San Francisco, where the Twelfth was a part 
of Pershing's Brigade. Before going to the Presidio of San 
Francisco, it was at the Presidio of Monterey. 

In November, 191 5, while the Regiment was on Border 
Duty there was a bit of a scrap with the Mexicans in which the 
companies of the Battalion played a part. "A" Company 
being specially prominent. 

Then again came the Presidio of San Francisco and the 
Great War in 191 7, and Camp Fremont, California, January 
5, 1918. 

The First Battalion, as all the others, will long remember the 
intensive training schedules, the day and night drills, the 
growling bayonet men, and the stealthy "intelligencers" that 
were all a part of the life at Camp Fremont, where they were 
preparing to meet the Htm. Also all will remember the send- 
ing of so many of their number to Siberia in August and never 
will it forget the "Quarantine without end. " 

Finally the Great Day came, the entraining for New York, 
arriving at Camp Mills the end of October, 191 8. Off for 
France at last to fight the Boche — ^but fate decreed other- 
wise. November nth interfered and after a period of mud, 
quarantine and fatigue, the Regiment departed in November 
for Newport News, Virginia. 

The First Battalion was detached for Special Duty at the 
Port of Norfolk, Virginia, where it at present exists. 



As the First Battalion looks back upon its great record and 
links it with its present disappointment in not getting a chance 
at the Big Show "Over There, " the feehng is strong that "we 
have a great future behind us" but on second thought there is 
a great work ahead, demobilization, reconstruction, re-adjust- 



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237 



ment and, above all, the "Old Flag," which must always 
remain flying and which must always remain Red, White, and 
Blue. 

The First Battalion will be ever ready to carry on. 




The Second Battalion 

TO review the long period of evolution through which the 
Second Battalion passed before reaching its present 
state of efficiency would be to dwell upon incidents, 
both encouraging and discouraging, that are of very little 
interest to the present personnel of the Battalion. However 
a few words about the condition of the Battalion as regards 
strength, efficiency, work, and play, in the earlier days, will 
show the great strides that have been made. 

In June, 191 7, two-thirds of each company of the Twelfth 
Infantry were transferred to the Sixty-second and Sixty-third 
Infantry Regiments. This left the Second Battalion in a for- 
lorn condition indeed. The morning reports showed company 
strengths from 40 to 60 men per company. This condition 
existed until August, when a few recruits were added to each 
company, swelling the grand total per company to 65 or 70 men. 
Nothing startling happened for six months after June, 191 7, 
and from all appearances nothing startling was to happen. 
It seemed that hope for a definite aim had disappeared, when, 
like a burst of sunshine through the clouds, came the order 
to move the Twelfth and Sixty-second Infantry Regiments to 
Camp Fremont, to form the Fifteenth Infantry Brigade. This 
order started us again on the upward path with new hope and 
a real objective, so we thought, for which to work. 

The Camp Fremont period in the evolution of the Battalion 

was the real period of development, and though many changes 

upset the even tenor of progress, nevertheless we plugged along 

toward that ever more definite goal. 

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The Second Battalion 239 

Divisional schools were organized for officers and enlisted 
men and the foundation was laid for the instruction of the 
daily expected recruits. Hope rose and fell as rumors came 
and went about being "filled up," but one fine day in May in 
came some recruits filling each company to about 140 men. 
Now the work began and each eye could see ahead to that day in 
July when everyone from Major General Morrison down, thought 
we would bid farewell to Camp Fremont and sail for France. 

But another set-back was our due. In August the new 
commander of the 8th Division was ordered to pick 5000 men 
from the Division and form an A. E. F. to proceed to Siberia. 
This took practically all the privates and a number of the 
N. C. O's. from the Battalion. The days were dark during 
that week and grim rumors about a replacement division were 
afloat. Fortune seemed to smile on us though during our war 
history just at the time when our outlook was darkest. This 
time the God of War decreed that we should have a full 
battalion. We did and to-day it consists of practically the 
same men as it did that fine day at the end of August when the 
recruits from the Casual Camp joined us. From this time 
forward every member of the Battalion was certain that very 
soon we would be helping to make the reputation of America's 
greatest combat division. 

The recruit drill progressed so rapidly as to evoke great 
praise and remarks of astonishment from our new command- 
ing general and from visiting staff officers of the British and 
French Armies. The training for the target range was rapid 
and it was remarked, by many experienced officers, that it was 
never considered possible to make such riflemen in so short a 
time. The bayonet work was fast and furious, to the delight 
of all instructors. No more inspiring sight was ever witnessed 
than to see every man in the entire Battalion struggling until 
he could hardly stand up to prepare himself for the day when 
he was to get some German blood on his bayonet. 



240 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

The calisthenic drill by the Battalion was another thing 
in which the Second Battalion led the Division. Some of our 
proudest moments being when the General drove out to our 
drill ground in his car and remained with us during our half 
hour of this drill. He remarked many times about the fine 
way that every man took hold and tried to reach that state of 
perfection that was his goal for the Division. Never did the 
Battalion uphold its reputation better than the morning Gen- 
eral Helmick brought General Shanks out at 8:00 A. M. to 
witness the Battalion calisthenics. Every man made the 
hillside ring with his commands and each movement was made 
with the most military precision. Considering everything 
the training of the Battalion progressed very rapidly all due to 
the spirit of the officers and men. 

In speaking of the officers of the Battalion it would be a 
long task to give the history of every officer in the Battalion, or 
who had been in the Battalion, but a short account of organ- 
ization might be valuable as a part of the Battalion history. 

Major C. L. Mullins, Jr., U. S. M. A., 191 7, was assigned to 
command the Battalion in August while Captain and Regi- 
mental Adjutant. He chose as Battalion Adjutant, Lieutenant 
E. L. Collins of the Machine Gun Company, an officer eminently 
fitted for the position due to his varied training in the division 
schools. Lieutenant James Daly was made Intelligence Officer, 
for his long training and efficiency in that work. Captain W. E. 
Whittington, U. S. M. A., 191 8, was in command of Company 
"E," Captain Henry Whittaker, O. T. C, Tientsin, China, 
Fifteenth Infantry, in command of Company "F," Captain H. 
R. Anderson, U. S. M. A., 1918, in command of Company "G," 
and Lieutenant S. K. Burke, ist O. T. C, Presidio, in command 
of Company "H." These officers, assisted by a coterie of able 
lieutenants in each company, took hold of the enormous task 
before them with energy and decision which, combined with 
the spirit and loyalty of the men, made our Battalion the 



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241 



efficient organization that it is to-day . Of course many mistakes 
were made by both officers and enlisted men, but always the 
general welfare of the Battalion seemed to be better for the 
errors since the old adage applied "one must err to learn." 

The successful result accomplished by our Battalion has 
been contributed to largely and generously by Colonel Aloe and 
other officers of higher command in the Division. Never was 
any reasonable request laid before our Commanding Officer 
that he did not do all in his power to grant it. The contem- 
plated four-day field problem at Camp Fremont was a good 
example of the cooperation of the Colonel. Everything neces- 
sary from the Supply Detachment to the Medical Detachment 
was provided for. At this time, though, came the great news 
which made everybody happy and caused us to turn all energy 
toward the preparations for the big move. 

The Second Battalion did not get into battle owing to the 
combination of circimistances that delayed the movement of 
the 8th Division until too late, but had it been given the chance 
there is no doubt that Major-General Helmick would have 
commended their conduct in the fight with the same words he 
used when he remarked upon one of the Battalion drills to 
Colonel Aloe: "Colonel, they can't be beaten." 



- ^^LVONJ 



TENNSHONNE^ 



The Third Battalion 

THE Third Battalion is not least, and is last only in the 
eyes of the Supply Officer when he issues fatigue suits 
and pays the companies. This is only because no 
Supply Officer has ever been known to reverse the alphabetical 
order of things. 

Like more ordinary third battalions, the Third Battalion 
of the Twelfth Infantry is divided into four parts: "I" 
Company, " K " Company, " L " Company, and " M " Company. 
No self-respecting third battalion has ever been known to 
include such companies as an "A" Company or an "H" Com- 
pany or any company whose alphabetical cognomen was with- 
out the pale of the exclusive four. But, in spite of its being 
made up of four companies, each with a distinct personality of 
its own, the Third Battalion has a pronounced esprit de corps. 

The dawn of Third Battalion history to the writer is not 
very far removed in time, but as this book is mainly a story of 
the present personnel, maybe it is just as well. Our heritage 
of tradition dates back to the early nineteenth century, and 
though the members who, grouped together, make this Bat- 
talion, have been ever changing, the spirit of those men who 
fought with Scott in Mexico, and those who served from '6i to 
'65, and those who campaigned in Cuba and throughout the 
world, comes to the recruit almost before he learns that it is 
a financial blunder to play blackjack with his company supply 
sergeant or shoot craps with the cooks. 

The Third Battalion has had many experiences not shared 

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The Third BattaHon 243 

by the rest of the Regiment. It was the Third Battalion which 
bore the brunt of the War with Mexico and over a half century 
later it was the Third which engaged the Mexicans at Nogales, 
Arizona. 

We can remember the pre-Fremont days at the Presidio. 
Three officers, who were later to play important r61es in the 
development of the Battalion, were then in command of com- 
panies. Lieutenant Melasky, now Major, and our present 
Battalion Commander, was then in command of "K" Com- 
pany. Lieutenant Perkins, now Captain, was in command of 
"I" Company, and off and on had command of the Battalion 
during its training. Lieutenant Sloane, now Captain, was in 
command of "L" Company, and is to this day. 

The early days at Fremont were mostly occupied with Divi- 
sional Schools, and training in as large a unit as a Battalion 
didn't commence until early in the summer of 'eighteen. The 
first field officer to command the Battalion since the Regiment 
was split, came about this time. With the arrival of Major 
Preston, who was later in command of the Regiment and is now 
Lieutenant-Colonel and Executive Officer to Colonel Aloe, the 
Battalion received its first real organized training. Colonel 
Preston left his influence on the Battalion in more ways than 
one. Although most of the privates have come since his 
time as Battalion Commander, the present non-commissioned 
officers are graduates of the trench warfare work which com- 
menced then. The four companies learned a thoroughness in 
policing and general cleanliness at this time, which was to save 
the Third Battalion many "skins" in later day. Lieutenant 
Bollenbeck was adjutant to Major Preston tintil he was pro- 
moted to the grade of Captain, when he was relieved by Lieu- 
tenant Boy kin. 

Many memories are woven into this stage of our training. 
The Battalion would march out to the trench area with full 
packs, the 1-2-3-4- click of heels resounding on the asphalt 



244 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

pavement and the rhythmic spluttering of a thousand gas 
masks as music to our ears. Finally the Stanford crossroads, 
long prayed for, would appear through the dense fog on the 
portion of the right goggle which we were able to see out of, 
and life would be worth living once more. We would clean 
the slobber off our blouses, our overalls, and our faces, stack 
arms along the board fence, and fall out for a moment of re- 
cuperation. The grass on the hills was worn off by those un- 
known heroes who had made assault after assault up these 
slopes. 

Quickly the rest period passed, and bloodless warfare com- 
menced anew. On hill 438 the bombers of "L" Company 
could be seen hurling "mark I's" into Strassburg Boyeau, 
while on hill 500 " K " Company could be seen consolidating the 
crest. It was here that a stray bullet from the pistol range 
buzzed by the ear of a scout, and "K" Company was forced 
to make an inglorious retreat. All the hills were alive with the 
wearers of cheesecloth hat bands of many hues. If Private 
Jones wore a red hat band, he had to imagine his pockets laden 
down with bombs, but if this were changed to blue, he had to 
remember that he was the operator of a Browning automatic, 
and conduct himself accordingly. 

Two Captains took command in the Third Battalion about 
this time. Captain Beckett, a veteran of many years' service, 
went to "K" Company, and, accordingly "K" Company has 
become famous for her drill and discipline. Captain Emmett 
took command of "M" Company, and this company distin- 
guished itself in bayonet work and all around pep. 

Then came the "great bust-up" and these recruits, except 
those whose right sleeves had been adorned with stripes, were 
sent to Siberia. Drill schedules reverted to recruit training. 
For every man that was sent to Siberia through one gate, a 
recruit stepped in to the casual camp through another. This 
supply of men was all swallowed up by the First and Second 



The Third Battalion 245 

Battalions. But the Third BattaHon was rewarded for wait- 
ing, and before long we were filled with American Lake veter- 
ans of six weeks' training. This gave us a lead which we kept. 
While the First and Second Battalions had successive epi- 
demics of pneumonia and measles, the Third was hardly 
touched. The health and physique of these men are her pride 
to-day. 

Major Preston was soon promoted, and upon Colonel 
Hagadom being transferred, assumed command of the Regi- 
ment. Captain Perkins of "I" Company commanded the 
Battalion for a month until he was relieved by Major Melasky. 
Major Melasky was Regimental Adjutant before his promotion, 
and has continued in command of the Third Battalion to the 
present time. 

Like Colonel Preston, Major Melasky was exacting from 
the start and a large proportion of the efficiency of the Third 
Battalion has been due to his leadership and constant atten- 
tion to the welfare of the companies. His adjutant was Lieu- 
tenant Gordon Stephens, and Lieutenant Arnold his intelligence 
officer. 

The scene of Battalion activities shifted to the Hostess 
House Field, Morrison Field, and later the foot of the high hill 
back of the bayonet course. The recruits were marched to 
music, run through bayonet courses, put through sighting and 
aiming drills, parading and learning 802, from the earliest 
flicker of dawn to the last flicker of twilight, when it became 
time for the officers to indulge in some of Captain Emmett's 
little round the tree bayonet romps. It was intensive train- 
ing in its most virulent form, but the goal was "France" and 
skinned hands and blistered feet were forgotten. In addition, 
Santa Cruz Avenue and the Supply Road had to be coddled and 
swept like the St. Francis Rose Room; rakes were busy night 
and day, and the medicos omnipresent around the kitchens. 
But the move soon came. The Third Battalion was the rear 



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guard of the Twelfth, but finally before daybreak one cold dark 
morning, the hour came and we left for France. The Bat- 
talion left in two sections: "I" and **K" under Major Mel- 
asky and " L" and " M " under Captain Sloane. Fremont was 
a memory of the past. 

Shortly before leaving. Captain Perkins was transferred 
to Headquarters Company and the Orphan Battalion, and 
Captain Miller took command of "I" Company. 

Seven days afterward we arrived in Hoboken, and went 
through all the disappointments common to the Regiment. It 
was here that Captain Perkins was reassigned to "M" Com- 
pany and Captain Emmett transferred to Headquarters Com- 
pany. Our Battalion Commander left a little ahead of us, 
succeeded in reaching France, and has just rejoined us in 
Virginia. At Camp Stuart, Captain Lewis relieved Captain 
Perkins as commander of " M " Company. Now the Battalion 
is spread all over Warwick County, but scattered as they are, 
there is always an iron bond of common interests and common 
achievements between the * ' big four. " " T ' , " K " , " L " and 
**M" still maintain the spirit of the Battalion. 

It is rather unfortunate for this story that the writer has 
the privilege of belonging to this organization. Modesty for- 
bids many nice things being said about us. But we are forced 
to admit that we can growl a little louder in bayonet, hold a 
little straighter line at parades, boil mess kits a little more 
violently when so inclined, swat flies a little more strenuously, 
come from left shoulder to right shoulder with a little more 
snap than any similar aggregation of companies in the Twelfth 
Infantry or in the United States Ar — , but why mention what 
must be generally known! 

But even if it were not known abroad, every man in the 
Battlion knows it himself and, just as he is proud of the 
Twelfth Infantry, its history and its efficiency, he carries 
around in his heart a loyalty to his Battalion. Without the 



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circle of these four companies, he knows Httle of what is going 
on, but most of his close friends, his associations, and his 
memories of army life are within the confines of his Battalion. 
And these friends, these associations, these memories, merge 
into a loyalty which will be cherished throughout his life. 




Intelligence Section 

THE word "Sniper" became fixed in the minds of the 
American people at an early period in the World War. 
It became known that the sniper was not only a sharp- 
shooter but that he was a man of unusual ability in all phases of 
soldiering. His work was difficult, extremely dangerous; it 
necessitated a thorough knowledge of the rifle and of scouting, 
and required keen and untiring observation. 

In order to meet the requirements of such an exacting serv- 
ice, the Intelligence man must have the use of all six senses and 
be athletic, absolutely fearless, and able to endure the severest 
hardships. The zone of operations for the sniper scout, as 
he is popularly called, lay within No Man's Land and as far 
within the German lines as the scout might penetrate. His 
eye was constantly fixed upon the lines of the Boche ; he noted 
their every movement and recorded it. On him greatly de- 
pended the discovery of the terrible machine gun, Minnen- 
werfer, and other trench battery positions. His eyes were 
never closed and hence he had many opportunities to prove 
his excellent marksmanship. His greatest fight was with the 
German sniper who proved to be no mean opponent. Upon 
the detailed information gained by his observations, many of 
the strategical moves were planned in the Great Headquarters. 

The word Intelligence, broadly interpreted, means the 

gathering and recording of information concerning the enemy. 

Within this broad interpretation there are three distinct 

branches of work ; sniping, observing, and scouting. 

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As a sniper, his worth Hes in his marksmanship. Thereby, 
he is able to prevent the enemy from sniping his own comrades 
and from gaining information concerning his own troops. He 
also snipes the enemy and in this way weakens the enemy's 
morale. In sniping, it is necessary to have a telescopic rifle 
and a good supply of ammunition, including armor-piercing 
bullets. A periscope is invaluable. Many varieties are used, 
but the small magnifying type is in greatest favor. 

Next, he must have a well-prepared and carefully covered 
position, for concealment is his only protection. A favorite 
station is the famous sniping post constructed somewhere in 
the front lines, with a flanking view of a small section of the 
enemy's position. These posts are cleverly made and entirely 
concealed, within a few hours during the night. Often the 
post is a small dug-out in a hillside, knoll, or in the parapet of 
a trench. Its peep-hole is screened and camouflage is used to 
mask completely its presence. Two men occupy the post; 
one acts as observer, the other stands ready for action at a 
small opening which is covered by a little trap door. 

The work of the Intelligence man as an observer is ex- 
tremely tedious, but is probably of most importance. He is 
equipped with a very powerful telescope, with maps of the 
vicinity, and with a perfect watch and compass. He is also 
stationed in a permanent post very similar to the sniping post. 
The principal difference is that the observation post is larger, 
more elaborate, and never fired from. When well made, it is 
seldom detected. Within the post, there are two or more men 
constantly on duty; one observing, the other recording the 
slightest movement, no matter how trivial, of the enemy. 
Often a mere shovelful of dirt thrown out of a trench may 
indicate a great change in the enemy's defenses. 

The Intelligence man as a scout has no less importance than 
as a sniper or observer. His life is one of greatest excitement 
and danger. Stealth, cimning, and nerve are his greatest 



250 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

assets. His duty is to gain information by actual contact with 
the enemy, and his methods of accompUshing his ends are 
varied. Camouflage is invaluable and he uses it constantly. 
For example, on dark nights he wears a black suit, gloves, and 
black veil; on snowy nights his outfit is of white; on sunny 
days his suit is painted to blend with the background. His 
greatest service is in leading patrols, because through his work 
in observation he has learned No Man's Land, perfectly. 
He is in constant danger of hand-to-hand fights with the enemy, 
and the success of his work depends upon his ability to outwit 
the German scout, for the bravest scouts live in No Man's 
Land and the enemy fears to patrol where he knows he will 
meet with fierce and dangerous opponents. 

The Intelligence Section of the Twelfth Infantry was 
created by an order of the War Department, June i, 191 8. 
June loth, a school for the officers and non-commissioned 
officers of the Regiment was established at Camp Fremont. 
Major J. M. Carleton, Leicester Regiment of the British 
Army, assisted by Sergeant-Major MacNulty, West Riding 
Regiment of the British Army, directed the training in the first 
school, the course lasting for a period of two weeks. Captain 
Norman B. Courteney was made Intelligence Officer by Regi- 
mental order, and immediately proceeded to organize and 
train an Intelligence Section. The section consisted of thirty- 
two men per battalion with one lieutenant from each bat- 
talion in charge of each section. There was also a corps of 
three non-commissioned officers and five privates, first-class, 
which formed the staff of the Regimental Intelligence Officer. 
Captain Courteney succeeded in perfecting a very strong 
organization. The men were in excellent condition and were 
capable of carrying on the duties of an Intelligence Section 
on the Western Front. At this time, the 8th Division was 
called upon to furnish trained troops for the Siberian expedi- 
tion. Lieutenant Graves, Intelligence Officer from the First 



Intelligence Section 251 

Battalion, with a majority of the Regimental Intelligence Sec- 
tion, was sent to Siberia. Shortly after this, Captain Cotirt- 
eney was made Regimental Adjutant and Lieutenant William 
A. Moss was promoted from Intelligence Officer from the 
Second Battalion to Regimental Intelligence Officer. He 
organized a new Intelligence Section and, because of his pre- 
vious experience, was able to select men who were fully adapted 
to the work. His selection comprised men who were hunters 
in the great western States, each man versed in woodcraft and 
its uses, men ideally equipped for the work they were enter- 
ing upon. On organizing the Section, Lieutenant Moss ad- 
dressed his men and explained to them the work which lay 
before them. He told them of its hardships, the severe train- 
ing they would have to endure, and dwelt at length upon the 
dangers of the work which would be theirs. He suggested the 
significant fact that the average life of the sniper in the trenches 
was ten days, and gave any man whom he had chosen for the 
work the opportunity to withdraw his services and return to 
his Company for duty. Not one man withdrew. With men 
of this caliber, the success of the Section began. 

The course of training included the regular training under- 
gone by all infantrymen, and in addition thereto, extra training 
in shooting at extremely small targets, moving targets, and 
camouflaged objects. Night patrol work and the use of the 
radio-compass were specialized in. The men were taught to 
make and read maps, and to write and deliver messages. 
They were trained in all manner of rough and timible fighting, 
and special emphasis was laid on their bayonet work. They 
constructed sniping posts, observing posts, took part in man- 
euvers, and studied the use of camouflage. 

At the completion of approximately six weeks' training, 
they were called upon to demonstrate their knowledge of 
Intelligence work. A review was arranged for Major General 
Helmick, commanding the 8th Division, his staff, and for 



255 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

Colonel Aloe. The demonstration consisted of patroling, 
observing, camouflage work, mapping, bayonet fighting, dis- 
armaments, and wrestling. General Helmick made the remark 
that the patrol work was excellently carried out and Colonel 
Aloe said that he had never seen better advantage taken of the 
protection afforded in the use of natural cover. Twelve men 
in camouflaged suits were in place before the reviewing stand 
at varying distances from lOO yards to 400 yards. The 
reviewing officers were furnished field glasses and with the use 
of these they succeeded in locating accurately only two of the 
hidden men. The demonstration of bayonet work was very 
intense and was complimented by all who saw it. 

The work done by the non-commissioned officers was 
especially commendable. They instructed cheerfully and 
freely, and kept that "always ready for duty spirit" of the 
Twelfth Infantry especially strong in the Intelligence Section. 
The success of this organization was due largely to their efforts. 
Sergeant Chester H. Holmes was in charge of the Staff Section; 
Sergeant Charles B. Mawson of the First Battalion; Sergeant 
Everett L. McConnaha of the Second Battalion, and Sergeant 
Ray Hickox of the Third Battalion. 

The map-work gotten out by the Twelfth Infantry Intelli- 
gence Staff was used by the Intelligence Department at Divi- 
sion Headquarters and was perfect in every detail. When 
maps were required, the Staff Section was always ready to 
furnish them in a few hours' time. Their value can be ap- 
preciated when one realizes that the entire World War was 
planned, fought, and won with maps guiding the attacks. 




Reveille 



Men on Staff of Twelfth Infantry Book 




Men on Staff of Twelfth Infantry Book 

Lack of space and the fact that some have been dis- 
charged, make it impossible to include a larger nimiber of 
photographs of the officers and men who have made this book 
possible. A further list will be found in the fore matter con- 
taining additional names of members of the Regiment who 
have been on the staff, contributed articles or drawings or 
assisted in the routine work of the office. The book is really 
the result of the combined efforts of the whole Regiment with 
the staff as a nucleus. 

1. JOHN V. DEES, 

Private, First Class, Company " H." 

2. JOHN W. FIELD, 

Private, Company " D." 

3. JOHN A. FRY, 

Private, First Class, Company " M." 

4. FREDERICK W. GANZERT, 

Private, First Class, Medical Detachment. 

5. WALTER M. GILBERT, 

Private, Company " G." 

6. GEORGE H. LARSEN, 

Private, Company " I." 

7. BEN LEVY, 

Private, First Class, Company " C." 

8. THOMAS W. McMANUS, 

Private, First Class, Company " C." 

9. MIKE A. PROCTOR, 

Private, Company " L." 

10. ALFRED A. SAMUELSON, 

Private, Machine Gun Company. 

11. LEWIS B. SCHWELLENBACH, 

Corporal, Company " M." 

12. RAGNAR SIGTRIG, 

Private, First Class, Company " E." 

13. HAROLD T. SPITZNAGEL, 

Private, Machine Gun Company. 

14. ALFRED A. TEAGUE, 

Corporal, Company " C." 

15. BERT M. TORVANGER, 

Private, Company " M." 

16. WALLER H. TURNER, 

Private, Company " A." 

17. JAY R. VESSELS, 

Private, Machine Gim Company. 

18. EDWARD R. WATKINS, 

Corporal, Company " G." 

19. ALMA J. WINTERS, 

Corporal, Company " G." 

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255 





PERHAPS no other unit in the Twelfth Infantry will prove 
more interesting to the lay mind than Headquarters 
Company, or, as it has truly been called, a Company of 
Specialists. Looking at the general plan of its organization you 
will find that the officer who commands Headquarters Com- 
pany, must be a thorough soldier and manager; he must be 
able to instruct his charges in all work pertaining to army life, 
because Headquarters Company covers every phase of army 
life. The company is made up of six distinct and separate units, 
Signal, Pioneer, Bomber and Sapper, Mounted Order- 



viz 



ly, Band, and the Staff Section. Each of these sections has 
its own special work and drill. Each man has been chosen for 
some specialty. 

After being shown around and seeing the Company at drill 
a visitor said, "It is the spirit of America triumphant." 



The Staff Section 



The Staff Section is composed of Sergeants Major, Color 
Sergeants, Clerks, Stenographers, Mechanics, Interpreters, 
etc., paper soldiers some call them; but real soldiers never- 
theless. Though they may not go through their I. D. R. like 
a line soldier, they form, nevertheless, one of the most essential 
parts of our Army. It is in great part due to the efficiency of 
the Clerical Staff, that the war has reached such an early 
conclusion. While the line soldier is asleep, you will find the 

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258 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

Clerks and Sergeants Major, going through the nerve- wrecking 
process of trying to make a morning report balance or of 
making out pay rolls. 

The Mechanic, although not in the "White Collar" class, 
is also, according to the average soldier, a subject for the "Use- 
less Battalion." But let a board get loose, or a bunk break 
down and you'll hear the whole company holler for the me- 
chanic, to come and "fixit. " To be a good army mechanic, 
one must be a momentous faker, for he is called upon to build 
a cabinet or a battleship at a moment's notice. The mechanics 
I have seen use rock, in lieu of hammer, axe instead of saw. 
It is really a cheerless job; give them a little credit, they are a 
part of us. 

The Interpreter is usually a chap who doesn't know any- 
thing about the Army and never gets a chance to learn any- 
thing about it. He is usually kept busy talking all sorts of 
outlandish languages ranging from Esperanto to Arabic. 
When not busy at his trade he does anything from rear orderly 
to clerical work. The Interpreter assigned to this Regiment is 
a wee bit of a fellow who had to see a couple of majors and a 
general to get in the army. He was kidnapped from the 
Canadian Army by the well-known Draft Board, thereby leav- 
ing the Canadian Army in the hole. Sent to Camp Lewis he 
was rejected for being one inch too small and had to talk his head 
off to keep from being kicked out of camp, but being a very force- 
ful orator he managed to stay in the Institution Democratic. 

The Twelfth Infantry Band 

As far back as the oldest Soldier in the Regiment can re- 
member, the Twelfth Infantry Band has been pronounced by 
critics, both military and civilian, as being without peer. 
It has created a precedent: It is considered throughout the 
Service as a very desirable place for a Musician to locate. 
Almost to a man those who served in the Twelfth Infantry 



Headquarters Company 259 

Band and re-enlisted elsewhere, tried to get "back home" via 
transfer. Since 1902, ten of its men have been appointed 
leaders of other Regimental Bands, while other musicians who 
received their training with this organization are now leading 
some of the best Bands and Orchestras in the country. The 
Band in its present strength numbers 44 men. 

It is without doubt, due to the untiring efforts of the Band 
Leader, Lieut. James C. Eldridge, that it has reached such a 
high standard of efficiency. Lieutenant Eldridge is now serving 
in his seventeenth year with the Twelfth Infantry and is a 
genuine musician. He graduated with the class of 191 5, from 
the Band Leaders' School. In band circles there is a saying 
that much is due to the personal interest and support of 
Colonel Aloe. Its success is good testimony to the claim of its 
members that for a "Father of the Band" the Commanding 
Officer can't be beat. 

The Signal Platoon 

This Platoon was organized early in July, 19 18. Since 
that time it has worked faithfully toward the all-important 
end of so perfecting its different sections that it would be able 
to carry on its work in actual warfare. 

The excellence of the work done by this platoon was first 
seen at the field maneuvers held in Camp Fremont, August, 
19 1 8, where a sham battle was staged imder conditions very 
similar to actual warfare in Europe. Telephone, telegraph, 
T. P. S., and wireless stations were established in the trenches 
and messages were sent back and forth between the trench 
area and Headquarters. Wig-wag, light projectors, and homer 
pigeons were also used to good advantage. Finding it im- 
possible to obtain all the material necessary to carry on all 
branches of the work, the men pooled their money and in this 
way a pigeon loft was constructed and filled with pigeons 
donated by some admirer or bought by the men. 



26o Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

Through the kindness of Mrs. Casserly of Burlingame, 
California, the platoon was able to buy a complete wireless set 
capable of receiving messages from points in Honolulu and 
Alaska. This set is now being used at Camp Stuart. Some 
idea of the efficiency of the different sections that make up the 
Signal Platoon can be gathered by the records made by field 
wireless and field T. P. S. in their last competitive drill. The 
apparatus is carried by five men, each having his own particular 
duty. When the order is given the apparatus has to be put 
together and must be in shape to send or receive messages. 
The wireless team attained a speed of thirty-eight seconds 
while the T. P. S. broke all records by putting up in twenty- 
three seconds. 

The Mess 

Napoleon said that an army moves on its stomach. If the 
kitchen of Headquarters Company is a criterion, then this 
organization must be always on the move, for its cuisine is 
imsurpassed and its stomach always filled. In Mess Sergeant 
Everett Faulkender, this Company has found a chef of no 
mean ability, and it is in great measure due to his culinary 
ability that such a high state of contentment exists. At the 
outbreak of the War, Sergeant Faulkender left the position of 
assistant chef at the St. Francis Hotel, San Francisco, to enter 
Uncle Sam's employ. That he has more than made good, is 
voiced by the boys who say that he is the best Mess Sergeant 
we have ever had. 

The Orderly Room 

The Orderly Room has the imique distinction of being at 
once the most popular and impopular place in the Company, 
for it is in the orderly room that one gets passes, signs the 
pay roll, and incidentally gets the well known "Bawl Out" if 
delinquent. 



Headquarters Company 261 

To the average soldier the orderly room is a place of 
Mystery, while the Company Clerk looks on it as an Inferno. 
In fact, First Sergeant Wisotzkey says that Dante was Com- 
pany Clerk for Nero when he wrote his famous book. To be 
a good Company Clerk, one must be a living encyclopedia, for 
the clerk in addition to his other duties must be able to answer 
every question propounded by the enlisted men. If a shirt 
has been stolen or lost the clerk must know who stole the shirt 
and why. When things go wrong the First Sergeant vents his 
spite on the Company Clerk, and the clerk being isolated and 
apart from the rest of the Company has no one to pass the 
"buck" to. The life of the average Company Clerk is three 
months. After three months in an orderly room, one either 
becomes a rank philosopher or has Simplex Dementia, written 
on his discharge. 

The Mounted Orderlies 

The Mounted Orderly of to-day must not only be a mounted 
soldier, but he must also be a foot soldier. The duties of the 
Mounted Orderly are rather varied requiring special training 
in signaling, and in care and management of horses. In fact, a 
Mounted Orderly must be a first class foot soldier, an expert 
cavalryman, and a thorough signal man. In time of war 
they are the mounted scouts and messengers, being especially 
trained in liaison work. This section proved their mettle in 
Camp Fremont late in September, 19 18, when they gave 
several exhibitions in bareback and rough riding, trick and fancy 
riding, and lariat throwing. Almost every man in this section 
is an old soldier, serving his third or fourth enlistment. 

"The Pounder Platoon" 

"One pounders" is a small unit of Headquarters Company 
composed of thirty -nine men and a Lieutenant. Their work, 



262 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

however, is of great importance to the infantry when in 
action, because they afford the only immediate protection 
which the troops have against machine guns and tanks. 

The gun used is of French origin and design called the 
thirty-seven millimeter gun, and is the very lightest of single 
shot artillery. There are only three to a Regiment, but when 
fired from twenty-five to thirty times a minute their accuracy 
makes them greatly feared by the enemy. 

Four different types of shells are used, three of which ex- 
plode on contact, carrying almost certain death to all within 
a radius of from ten to twenty yards. A direct hit in a ma- 
chine gun nest usually wipes out the whole crew. 

The men picked for this work must be very active both 
physically and mentally, every one being able to handle any 
position on a gun-crew. They must also be strong and able 
to stand hard knocks, as the drill gets pretty rough. 

The men in the platoon at present have at all times shown 
the necessary qualities. They were very successful in their 
drills, being able to dismount the gun and pick up the target 
in the excellent time of one minute. The three crews were in 
fine shape and worked together just like machines. 

Their success was due to the spirit instilled in them by their 
most able Commander, Lieutenant Paul A. Herron. Every 
man in the platoon would follow him anywhere with perfect 
confidence. 

The Bombers and Sappers 

Being chosen for this particular platoon, because of his 
ability with a pick and shovel, the Bomber and Sapper is 
naturally called the roughneck because of his love for hard 
outdoor work. Most of the men chosen for this platoon are 
big stalwarts. They are the Jess WHlards of Headquarters 
Company. 



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The Pioneer Section 

If you can mine, build barbed- wire fences, or handle dyna- 
mite, then and only then can you become a pioneer. On the 
Pioneer rests the responsibility of making the doughboy safe 
in the trenches. It is the Pioneer who builds those "cute" 
little fences and entanglements that we often see in the Official 
"War Films. It is the Pioneer who digs and burrows his way 
under the enemy's trenches and blows him to his just reward. 
Although his work is serious, the Pioneer is a practical joker. He 
not only blows the enemy " home " but he digs him a home, too. 

The Mascot 

We found him on the target range, dirty, ragged, and un- 
kempt. We drove him away many times; but he'd always 
come back, pleading for friendship and sympathy. His big 
brown eyes seemed to say, "Won't you let me be a soldier?" 
Our hearts melted and we took him in. 

After a good bath and a hearty meal, he was with due 
ceremony mustered in and assigned to the Staff Section, with 
orders to report to the Mess Sergeant three times a day. With 
the order to embark for Overseas came an order prohibiting 
mascots from accompanying troops. But suffice it to say that 
"Toots" is here and has made known his intention to reenlist. 

Our Officers 

In concluding this story we wish to pay tribute to the 
officers who have worked so faithfully to make this what we 
believe to be the best company in the Regiment. Like us they 
came from a comparatively, quiet, academic life to fall into the 
full stream of an arduous military life. To them, not less than 
to us, belongs the credit of making Headquarters Company a 
company of specialists and soldiers, and like us they deem it a 
privilege to be of Headquarters Company and of the Twelfth 
Infantry. 



yz 



MACHINE GUN 

^m 'KffSms Km 




WE have often wondered what primordial man did 
when he saw mushrooms sprouting from the ground 
where nothing had been a short time before! Es- 
pecially, when primordial man knew that it took years to 
grow a sapling. Offhand, such a reference may seem out of 
place, but there is a simile that we wish to play upon, 
and that is regarding the Machine Gun Company of the 
Twelfth Infantry. The mushroom and the primordial man 
are not so far away from this Company and the Old 
Regular. Army men, those who have made a profession 
of soldiering, know that it takes years to make a top-notch 
company, and when we say years we mean many — not three! 
But, of late, precedent has been broken many times, and 
we believe that army precedents were shattered when the 
Machine Gun Company grew from a platoon of twenty- 
one men, to a war strength Company of one hundred and 
seventy -two. 

An initial reorganization of the outfit took place in the early 
winter of 191 5, when what was then the Machine Gun Platoon 
of twenty-one men was increased to a Company with a peace- 
time strength of seventy-three men. During 1914-1917, when 
the company was on the Mexican border it was equipped 
with a crude specimen of machine gun compared to the modem 

Browning, the Benet Mecier. 

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Machine Gun Company 265 

While stationed at Nogales, Arizona, the machine gunners 
had their first and what proved to be last opportunity to 
see real action, when they were called upon in the fall 
of 191 5 to defend the city against a threatened attack of 
Mexicans led by Pancho Villa. Apparently the enemy got 
"cold feet" for the expected attack failed to materialize. 
At any rate the machine gunners lined up in battle forma- 
tion, determined to make the best of their chance at the 
bandits. 

Following the retreat from the vicinity of the border by 
Villa and his band, most of the time was occupied by guard 
duty and maneuvering with the other companies of the Regi- 
ment. 

Close on the heels of the declaration of war against Ger- 
many by the United States came the order for the Twelfth to 
move to the Presidio of San Francisco. In January, 191 8, the 
Company took up quarters at Camp Fremont. Orders were 
received to fill to war strength of one hundred and seventy- 
two men, combat equipment, and also twenty-six mules — 
bless them! Mules are wonderful things when it comes to 
drawing heavily-laden gun carts. But when the city bred 
soldier is called upon to curry and manicure these equine 
makeshifts he is up against something he didn't sign up for. 
But this is a company history and not a tale of woe; so "mule- 
ology" must needs be passed up. 

The Company settled down in earnest to regular war-time 
drill. Digging into the strenuous work of getting a line on 
the machine gun science and tactics. The officers and non- 
commissioned officers of this unit became so well-versed in 
the many intricacies of the machine gun that there was a 
general demand for their services at the Divisional School for 
Machine Gunners. This one Company furnished more in- 
structors at the school than any other single outfit in the Divi- 
sion. To it also goes the credit of having furnished the 



266 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

nucleus around which were built most of the machine gun 
organizations of the Eighth Division. 

Working from daylight to dusk, expecting each day to get 
orders to "go across" the Company had a chance to display 
its ability when, about the middle of July, Captain Melasky, 
then Company Commander, received orders that his Company 
had been chosen to represent the machine gunners of the 
Eighth Division in the maneuvers to be given before the 
Mission of French and British Officers. 

With reveille at 3:45 o'clock each morning they marched 
on an average of twenty miles daily, under full equipment. 
The situations were so well-handled during these maneuvers, 
that the Company Commander was personally congratulated 
by the officers of the Foreign Mission for having been the 
leader of what they deemed "the best trained outfit on the 
field." 

With the departure in August from Camp Fremont of 
a contingent of troops for Siberia, the Company lost about 
half of its best men. These were shortly replaced by men 
of equal worth and before long the outfit was back again 
to its normal strength and efficiency. During the month 
previous to the departure for Camp Mills the work con- 
sisted chiefly of range practice where the men were given 
practical lessons in many methods of direct and indirect fire 
and in laying down barrages. The last ammunition was 
expended about a week before breaking camp. Realizing that 
they were killing their last "Boches" at Camp Fremont, the 
men worked the guns with such accuracy that, according 
to the officers, all previous firing records were completely 
ofl^set. Especially were the barrages laid with accuracy. 
Firing a combat course at targets 1000 yards minimum 
distance, the Company did first-class work from the start. 
On the pistol range the machine gunners acquitted them- 
selves splendidly too. Fifty per cent, of the Company made 



Machine Gun Company 267 

an average of over 80 out of possible 100 in the first day's 
work. 

But now comes a portion of machine gun history wherein 
the mule figures foremost, when technically we should say 
hindmost, for it is the hindmost part of the mule that bears 
the most watching. And when the Company was handed the 
task of teaching Maud, Harry, Arthur, and Winnie to do squads 
east and west, it was handed the hardest task in its scheduled 
curriculimi. The gentlemen mules did fairly well, but the 
lady mules couldn't see the necessity of doing things in the 
prescribed way, and that's where the trouble started. The 
Machine Gim Company, like the rest of our Regiment, was 
deprived of the opportunity to be up and at 'em, but its men 
carry the marks of combat and know the suffering of being 
wounded, and they know the cry of battle — of battle with a 
mule! 

Perhaps the reason the Machine Gun Company can claim 
such good athletic timber is the presence of the mules. There 
have been times when the entire Company had to be called 
out to round up a rampant mule. Those were the days when 
everything from a fifty yard dash to a marathon came un- 
heralded on the athletic drill schedule. Kicking at the mules 
also made good football men. 

By the time the Company was ready to leave Camp 
Fremont, however, an armistice had been signed with the 
mules and they behaved fairly well. But, like the Boche, 
some of them would not live up to conditions and this 
made mule skinning an agreeable job — for an undertaker. 
When the Company turned in its equipment for overseas 
marking and reviews took the place of gun drill, hardly 
a review passed at which the lady mules failed to become 
temperamental and turkey -trot all over the poor riflemen 
who knew nothing about such deep subjects as mules. 
Thanks to those skilled arms which had been drilled to 



268 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

"skin," no damage was done, with the exception of broken 
formations. 



ONE ON ME 



A private whose name is Patterson 
With Private Brown would have some fun, 
When Brown was told to roll full pack, 
Then Pat used bricks to fill the slack. 

Pat's helper was one Private Doerr, 
Who brought in three and went for more, 
Pat then said there's room for naught, 
Now make tracks, before we're caught. 

Brown carried his pack until quite late, 
Never suspecting what caused such weight; 
When chow time came and Brown fell out, 
He undid his pack and gave a shout. 

He knew not who performed the job — 
Just blamed the whole confounded mob, 
Sat him down and passed the smokes. 
And called it one of Doerr's blamed jokes. 




^ V. 



SUPPED COMPANY 




V V 




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'HO A! Back up, you black son of a gun!" 

"Get up there, Pete, and stand still — or I'll whale 
you." 

The morning air was rent with the voice of Mr. Mule 
Skinner, talking sweetly to his four-mule team. The big 
army wagon was loaded with coal which was to be dealt out to 
the various barracks at Camp Stuart. It was one of the hun- 
dred daily jobs of the Supply Company and, on this particular 
morning, the government mules were slow in understanding 
the skinner's commands, or else they were just plain stubborn. 

The soldier or civilian has only a faint idea of the huge 
task that confronts the supply company in keeping the regi- 
ment supplied with food, clothing, fuel, and ammunition. 
The Supply Company consists of one hundred and fifty-four 
men, of whom eighty-six are wagoners. Wagoners draw the 
same pay as a Corporal. The transportation division of the 
company is divided into escort wagons, animal-drawn wagons, 
and rolling kitchens, amounting to eighty-five pieces. It takes 
a hundred and forty-five mules to haiil this outfit. Diiring 
action the casualties in the Supply Company are great ; for it is 
generally under fire. 

Three regimental supply sergeants, each assisted by a 

sergeant, have charge of distributing the supplies. Feeding 

a regiment is a small task; the apportioning is done on the 

basis of the single ration for each man and then on the number 

of men in the regiment. The Supply Company, which em- 

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braces the Ordnance Department of the Regiment, is com- 
manded by Captain Charles R. Sargent. 

Though the Supply Company soldiers do much trucking, 
they are obliged to go through the regular infantry drill. 
They have a tendency to gallop or "bob" while marching; so 
the officers conceived the idea of marching them in the deep 
sand. The life of the supply soldier is a happy one. You have 
seen him time and again perched upon his wagon, spitting 
tobacco juice at any targets which appear, taking life as easily 
as anyone in camp. He is as complacent as the mules he drives. 

It is a different story in the barracks. Mr. Mule Skinner 
takes on added "pep." He is laughing and joking continually. 
Over in the far comer a little game is in progress. Jimmy 
O'Neill, Jim Liles, J. C. Brown, and Art Dehman are in the 
game of quarter jacks. The pot is a big one and O'Neill 
opens on a pair of kings. All stay, but Liles boosts, and the 
three others see the raise. The argument is lively and it finally 
narrows down to Liles and O'Neill. Liles answers O'Neill's 
bet with a stiff raise and bluffs his opponent out. Accidently 
Liles' hand is exposed and it is seen that he holds only a pair 
of jacks, with which he won the pot. 

"That is the last time you will ever bliiff me out," cries 
O'Neill, "if it takes every cent I have in the bank." 

At Camp Fremont, Privates Hamerd and Kane went to 
sleep in the combat wagon while the several companies awaited 
the delivery of their bread. The pair slept soundly while the 
regiment hungered. This Rip Van Winkle performance drew 
them a week each in the kitchen. Lieutenant Lane promised 
each of the men a bed in the wagon. 

The boys are still laughing at some colored salesman 
remembering how he took them in on their arrival in dry old 
Virginia. Someone suggested that a bottle be purchased as a 
preventive of the "Flu," and two privates, greatly impressed 
by the suggestion, hurried away to secure the remedy. After 



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parting with eight dollars for a pint of "Sunny Brook," and 
tasting their purchase, they found that they were drinking cold 
tea. The bottle had been refilled through the bottom. The 
"skinners" are game losers, however. 

Mess Sergeant Miller sets a wonderful table; all the men 
who come under his care dine. I use the word "dine" and I 
mean it. They sit at the table like regular folks. The 
"chow" there is so good that nobody wonders why the Supply 
bunch are always whistling or singing. 

The "skinners" and their mates, the eight ordnance men, 
are a happy crowd — and with good reason. When the army 
life of many members of the Twelfth is over and done with, 
none will look back on their experiences with more pleasure and 
satisfaction than the men of the Supply Company. 



WHOEVER forgets his first encounter with the Army 
Surgeon? "Squads Right" and "Squads Left" 
may soon pass from the mind, but the recollection of 
those three shots in the arm and that vaccination will always 
linger with the other fond memories of rookie days. Next in 
the chain of associations come the three panaceas: iodine, 
salts, and the "CC" pill, and that throat spray, — how he did 
loathe it! Quarantine he never can forget, and with what 
diabolical ingenuity did the Surgeon find one pretext or another 
to keep him from seeing Susie or Sal ! It seemed as if the Sur- 
geon had some way of knowing just when he was planning a 
big time and would straightway find measles or mumps in the 
Regiment. 

Medics always were disturbing his peace of mind; if they 
were not lining him up to spray his throat, they were fussing 
about the quantity of straw in his bed-sack, or quibbling over 
the number of cubic feet of air around his bunk at night, and 
some of those doctors had the most exasperating habit of 
pulling a fellow out of bed just about midnight to adjust the 
hood of the tent. 

If he were well satisfied with his shoes and considered them 
a perfect fit, the Orthopaedic Surgeon would not fail to con- 
vince him that they were far too small and that he must have 
a pair at least two sizes larger. The everlasting succession of 
physical examinations, cardio- vascular, neuro-psychiatric, and 
what-not ; did ever a week pass that a doctor failed to appear 

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with his stethoscope, looking for anything from fiat-feet to 
goiter? Why was the Surgeon so bent on finding something 
wrong with him? When, however, the much-dreaded overseas 
examination came, and despite his fears he emerged from the 
ordeal with the assurance that he would soon be part of the 
American Expeditionary Forces, he was almost ready to admit 
that perhaps there was some good in those doctors, after all. 

True, the corps men were spared the hardship of walking 
post in every weather, but they were rendering an equally 
valuable contribution to the "Service of Security" by keeping 
on the alert for that arch-camoufleur. Disease. While the 
infantryman was forming up for bayonet practice or charging 
over the rough clods in wave formation, the corps man was 
stalking an insidious foe and one far removed from being the 
"imaginary enemy" of the Drill Manual. In the kitchens, the 
mess-halls, the stables, and the latrines he was given no quarter, 
so relentless was the war waged on him and his trusted emissary 
the seemingly innocuous house-fly. 

Nor must we overlook the drill activities of the Hospital 
Corps, for they, too, were preparing for the day, "La-Bas, " 
when they would go over the top with their regiment and give 
the actual first aid that on the drill ground they had so often 
simulated. Although in the drills of the Hospital Corps the 
litter takes the place of the rifie, there must be the same dis- 
cipline and implicit obedience that is demanded in the line. 
That this standard was attained by the Medical Detachment 
was well exemplified by the showing made at the pre-embarka- 
tion parades and reviews. 

The real test of efficiency came with the influenza epidemic, 
for it was then that our regiment was menaced by an imminent 
peril. Up to that time the entire camp had enjoyed compara- 
tive immunity from disease, indeed, no other cantonment in 
the United States had a cleaner record than Camp Fremont. 

For our Regiment, this epidemic was most ill-timed; it came 

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at a period when it was of the utmost importance that our men 
be in the best of condition. We were on the point of leaving 
for France and were preparing for the long trip across the con- 
tinent to the Port of Embarkation and the subsequent sea- 
voyage, when the influenza broke out and we were placed in 
quarantine. 

Our problem was to keep the Regiment as free from influenza 
as medical science could make it, for men transferred to the 
Base Hospital might be prevented from leaving with the 
Twelfth when the long-awaited orders finally came. A few 
days in a warm place was the only treatment that many of 
these incipient influenza cases required, and as the Base Hospi- 
tal was already overcrowded, Major Pasco, the Regimental 
Surgeon, hit upon the expedient of opening a hospital of our 
own. By caring for these men at the Infirmary, there would 
be no danger of losing them when we left Camp Fremont. The 
project met with a hearty response from Colonel Aloe and it 
was decided to move Regimental Headquarters to the Officers* 
Clubhouse. With characteristic promptness. Colonel Aloe 
vacated, and the additional space was used for wards. We 
foimd it necessary to improvise at every turn, but in a short 
time had rigged up a miniature hospital where at times we 
cared for almost forty patients. It meant hard work and long 
hours for the Hospital Corps, many of whom were far from well 
themselves, but they went at the task cheerfully, and thanks 
to their untiring efforts, many men who otherwise would 
have gone to the Base Hospital were able to leave with the 
Regiment. 

Our struggle with the influenza did not end at Camp Fre- 
mont; during the trip across the continent the greatest vigi- 
lance was necessary to insure the protection of the troops from 
all possible infection. Fortunately we were able to make the 
long trip with but a small percentage of sickness, and despite 
the nation-wide epidemic, reached the Port of Embarkation 



Medical Detachment 275 

with as healthy a regiment as was ever made ready for 
France. 

We must not overlook the much overworked Dental Corps, 
for although they did not bear such an intimate relation to 
every man in the Regiment as did the Regimental Infirmary, 
they were often gratefully sought when their services were 
required. The Regiment's unfaltering faith in their skill and 
their capacity for work was amply evident one morning just 
before we left Camp Fremont, when all men in need of dental 
treatment were ordered to report at the Dental Infirmary. 
Picture the surprise of the Dental Surgeons when they beheld 
their day's work, — three hundred men drawn up in front of the 
Infirmary. 

In this war, sanitation and hygiene have occupied a front- 
rank place in the operations of both the Allies and the Germans. 
Never before, in military annals, has the paramount impor- 
tance of the health and moral well-being of the soldier received 
such recognition. 

No sooner had the recruit been admitted to the Regiment 
from the Casual Camp than he was given a short talk by the 
Battalion Surgeon. Aside from remarks on what was expected 
of the soldier in the care of his body, some of the doctors made 
their talks in the nature of a general introduction to the 
Service. They were told that when they were admitted to the 
Army they had entered an organization with splendid tradi- 
tions behind it, and with lofty ideals before it. The profession 
of a soldier was an old one, and an honorable one, and that 
while they were in the Service their conduct was to be such 
as would not bring discredit upon it. To be good soldiers, they 
were told, they must first be good men. They must keep their 
bodies clean, for their keeping well was of equal importance to 
their obedience to orders. Teeth must be brushed, bathing 
must not be neglected, and quarters must be well-kept. 

Later, during the strenuous period of intensive training at 



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Camp Fremont, the occasional lectures of the Medical Officers 
were a welcome rest from extended order and bayonet drill. 
With a feeling of grateful relief, the doughboys would gather 
imder some spreading oak and listen for an hour (all too brief), 
to the discourse of the Battalion Surgeon. 

When our great Army of Democracy is demobilized and 
everyone leaves tent and barracks for home, he cannot fail to 
carry away with him the wholesome lessons that were im- 
parted to him by the wearers of the caduceus. The period 
spent in khaki should be of especial benefit to those who had 
been under our flag but a short time before they entered the 
Army. They will return to their homes, bringing with their 
straight shoulders, clear eyes, and erect carriage, the glorious 
gospel of sane living. 




' Cure-all ' ' — the pride of the Pill Battery 










We're a first letter Company thru and thru, 

And first we'll always be, 

You other companies of the regiment, 

Watch your step carefully. 

From reveille until retreat, 

You'll see us on the jump. 

If ever you catch the pace we've set. 

Believe us, you'll have to hump. 

OF cotirse in this account it has been impossible to enu- 
merate all the things that have occurred, some humor- 
ous, some almost pathetic, but all a part of the lives 
of the men. So after you have read the story of "A" Com- 
pany, remember it was written for you, and about you. 

Before going to Camp Fremont, while the Regiment was 
at the Presidio, it received the name of "horse-killers." Our 
Company was on guard and "Jaw-bone" Asquith was the 
vigilant sentinel responsible. 

While walking his post, Asquith was startled by a noise, 
and looking in the direction whence it came, was more startled 
to behold a shape moving toward him out of the darkness of 
the night. Coming to a "port arms, " he commanded "Halt." 
But still the awesome shape advanced. Again the command 
"Halt" was repeated and disregarded. 

It was a case of act and act quickly. Bringing his trusty 
weapon to his shoulder, "Jaw-bone" blazed away. The report 
of his rifle was followed by a dull thud. "Jaw-bone " advanced 

to investigate, and much to his chagrin, he found that he had 

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shot (no, men of "B" Company, not a spirit, but) a poor old 
skate of a horse, a pet of a sergeant, which having outlived its 
usefulness, and served its master well for many years, was per- 
mitted to roam the camp at will. "Jaw-bone" put an end to 
its roaming, and it was many a day before the other companies 
of the camp ceased to greet their Company "A" brothers with 
the nickname of "horse-killers." 

May the first, 191 8 found Company "A" stationed at 
Camp Fremont, waiting impatiently for something to happen. 
Having been there through the preceding winter, this little 
Company of seventy-five men longed for action, but realized that 
their nimibers were far too small. They had waited and waited 
for the "draft" to come to fill the blank files of the Company. 

On or about the fifth of May, a varied assortment of men 
arrived. They had just received their first degree at Jefferson 
Barracks, and at Fort McDowell. The initiation ceremonies 
consisted chiefly of ushering them into misfitting uniforms, 
supplying them with three blankets and other military regalia. 
After being tendered a lunch of hot coffee and sandwiches by 
the Red Cross, the formal induction into the Company took 
place. Seventy-five were issued bed-sacks, and under the 
direction of what appeared to be "hard-boiled non-coms.," 
were conducted to a straw pile where, in the dim light of a 
lantern, a sack filling tussle ensued. 

To the new men, the idea of not having ticks already filled 
and bunks ready in advance, seemed entirely contrary to 
civilian procedure. Reveille formation the next morning 
foimd Company "A" with its numbers doubled overnight, 
and two groups of men lined up in the company street. One 
group, on the north end, armed, erect, tanned, and soldierly 
looking, were the regulars. The other on the south end, with 
ragged lines, pale faces, big bellies, small chests, and a wonder- 
ing look in their eyes, were the newly drafted men. 

During the next two weeks, the "rookies" were kept in 



Company "A" 279 

quarantine, but the initiation ceremonies went merrily on. 
Setting-up exercises of every description were indulged in 
until every bone, muscle, sinew, and nerve in the body was 
made to realize that there was a war on and that each of these 
would be called upon to play its part. 

The boys were inducted into the mysteries of K. P., fatigue, 
and policing-up. In the meantime they were given a little 
shot in one arm and some vaccine in the other to help complete 
their misery and isolation. 

Before emerging from quarantine, the intricacies of "squads 
here and squads there" and "column this and column that," 
and "right and wrong into line" were pretty well mastered, 
though some of the fellows had to serve a little extra time in 
the awkward squad, before the evolutions penetrated the 
"domos concretus." 

After these things came the issue of clothing. Can you 
remember how that first uniform looked? Most of us don't 
want to. You remember how you lined up to receive your 
clothes and grabbed whatever was handed to you? In fact, 
there wasn't much choice in the matter. If you wore a thirty- 
six blouse, you drew a forty, and if your breeches should have 
been thirty-two waist, you were handed a size forty-two and 
leggings to match. Well, it would take years of hiking to develop 
a calf that would fill them properly. About the only consola- 
tion was the fact that all were in the same boat. After donning 
your rags you looked like accidents going some place to happen. 

About the time the Company was in the midst of its train- 
ing and the men were becoming good soldiers came the call to 
France. It was with a fluttering pulse that we boarded the 
train, half glad, half sorry, but looking forward eagerly to new 
adventures. With few exceptions we all can vividly recall the 
trip across the continent from Camp Fremont to Camp Mills; 
across the Rockies, over the plains of the Middle West, up 
through Canada, down through New York State, where we 



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had our first glimpse of the Statue of Liberty, Brooklyn Bridge, 
and the skyscrapers of old New York. It was on this trip 
that many a soldier awoke to the fact that Main Street in his 
own home town wasn't the busiest thoroughfare in the world, 
and that there were other places besides Weiser, Okmulgee, 
and "Seatt." It was some journey! 

Remember "Ventriloquist Jennings" and the train porter. 
He surely had the old darky worried looking for the man 
whose voice seemed to come from the car roof. The porter 
wasn't the only one taken in, as there were a lot more of us who 
didn't get wise until we were told. Indeed one officer would 
have sworn there was some one on the roof of the car, and was 
very much concerned lest the gentleman fall off and be injured. 
Jennings and his illusive voice made a real hit. 

While on the trip "A" Company again had an opportunity 
to live up to its reputation of "first at all times." Before 
pulHng into North Platte, Nebraska, Headquarters Company 
had telegraphed ahead to the Red Cross Canteen to have coffee 
and sandwiches ready on their arrival as they would be the 
first company to pull in at North Platte. But they were not 
the first to arrive and were much put out to find that their 
comrades in arms, "A" Company, had beaten them to it, by 
about thirty minutes, and had consimied most of the refresh- 
ments so thoughtfully provided. 

Camp Mills, or "Camp Chills," took a lot of enthusiasm 
out of the men. It was by no means an ideal spot; muddy 
company streets, poorly constructed mess-kitchens, and as a 
rule no hot water for bathing and shaving. But if it had not 
been for our stay there, many of us from back there in the 
"sticks" would not have seen New York City. We know we 
never imagined buildings so high and if it had been simimer we 
would have had the roofs of our mouths all sunburned from 
sky-gazing. As it was there were plenty of stiff-necks from 
rubbering. 



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Helmets, bully-beef, hard tack, Pershing shoes, and other 
overseas equipment were issued, while passenger lists, drills 
and watchful waiting helped fill the hours as the boys anxiously 
anticipated the word to embark. All were "rarin' " to go. It 
was about this time that more rumors were started from the 
bath-house that the company was to be cheated out of its 
fondest hopes, but when additional men were transferred from 
Camp Merritt, all doubt was dispelled. When the Armistice 
was signed every man knew he would never see Europe, at 
least on this trip, and was willing so to bet. Drills and fatigue 
with an occasional visit to the city filled in the time spent at 
Camp Mills, and there was no regret when we left the chilly 
atmosphere of Long Island. 

We need no reminder of the trip by transport from Ho- 
boken to Newport News on the good ship Pocahontas. She was 
the German passenger ship Princess Irene previous to the war, 
and was later converted into a typical army-transport with 
all the usual inconveniences. After spending two never-to-be- 
forgotten nights on the transport we were landed at Newport 
News, Virginia, and were ferried across Chesapeake Bay to 
the United States Army Supply Base where the usual policing 
of quarters and company areas was resumed, and much liberty 
in and near Norfolk was enjoyed. Here we had our first intro- 
duction to the real Southern darkie. Many members of the 
dusky race who chanced to stroll by the guard-house when 
some of the wits were on duty were greeted with the cry, 
"Turn out the guard, — the colors." Our sojourn here was 
brief as we were ordered to take over the guard at Lambert's 
Point. 

The story of "A" Company would not be complete without 
mention of our old mascot. Spud. There are very few in the 
Company who do not remember Spud. He was the Company 
mascot and there was none more proficient at drill or more 
prompt at formations than our canine friend. He earned the 



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name and reputation of "Champion Spud Eater" of the 
Western Coast after he had consumed a quantity of "said 
vegetables" which were being prepared for Company chow. 
Could he have talked he would have explained "Squads East 
and West" to any rookie. Spud's military education was 
thorough and complete. He was probably the most familiar 
sight in the company street and had the friendship of every 
man in the regiment. It was with deepest regret that the men 
were told Spud could not accompany them on their continental 
tour. If the report that he went to the Development BattaHon 
is true, he has undoubtedly received his honorable discharge. 
Later reports say he died like the true soldier he was, having 
succumbed to the deadly fumes of the gas house. Wherever 
he went he will always be remembered by his friends, the 
officers and men of the entire regiment. 

As this story is written the Company is quartered at Lam- 
bert's Point within a short ride of Norfolk, in finely appointed 
barracks and congenial surroundings. So let's sit tight and 
pay no attention to the rumors from the bathhouse, that dis- 
charges are next in order and that we will soon be back home. 
Remember you are in the army now, the regular army. You 
have a duty to fulfill until such time as Uncle Sam sees fit to 
dispense with your services, so continue to hold up the reputa- 
tion of this Company and give three cheers and a tiger for the 
officers and men of Company "A," Twelfth U. S. Infantry. 







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B' ' COMPANY is surpassed by none. We owe our success 
to the hard work of the men and the earnest coopera- 
tion of the officers. It is "B" Company that has 
made the Twelfth Infantry a success. Its leadership under 
Captain Paul H. Brown has been superb, and we can grow 
equally enthusiastic concerning all our officers. Through all 
the days of intensive training they have managed to get lots 
of work out of the "gang." Lieutenants Clark, Hobbie, Boon, 
Couch, and Ricker stand out in the work of the Regiment; 
they have labored with zeal to mold Company "B" into a 
fighting unit, ready for duty overseas. 

The company's "Mule," First Sergeant Frank H. Smith — 
who served several years in the British Army and is now on his 
fourth enlistment in our Army — has an incisive tongue which 
puts the ordinary weapon of a Bee to shame. When the careless 
recruit saimters into the orderly room inquiring for the gar- 
bage can, this doughty old soldier unhesitatingly refers him to 
his own haversack. Another, perhaps, wishes to know the 
whereabouts of his "bunkie " ; Sergeant Smith hurriedly searches 
his pockets, looks in his hat, and seriously informs the ques- 
tioner that he does not know. Sergeant Smith's non-com- 
missioned staff would be a credit to any man's organization. 

When the order came to drill, drill, and then drill some 
more, "B" Company never growled or even murmured — it 
buzzed. Did you ever knock the front off a bee hive? Well, 

if you ever did, you know what happens. If you never did 

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and don't know, come and watch "B" Company when the 
drummer knocks on his old drum and the buglers knock us by 
playing / can't get 'em up. We show 'em up every time they 
do it. We never treated them the way Bees usually do those 
people who disturb them. Not because we think a lot of 
buglers; but because we were whetting our stingers for bigger 
game, named Bill, Bill Ho-something or other. The big part 
about Bill, excepting the former size of his head, was the rear 
end of his name. But you see we'd heard so much about him 
that we grew to feel that we knew him well enough to call him 
just Bill. I should rather say unjust Bill: the kind of a Bill 
that always makes you sore just to think of it. And we'd have 
made Bill sore too, if we'd ever got a chance to work him over. 

Well, as I was saying, we didn't bother with the buglers 
except to prove every morning that they were a btmch of 
slanderers. What we did do was to make a B-line when the 
"Top" said "F'lin" for reveille. By the way, did you ever 
happen to hear how that expression got started? Well, it was 
like this; one morning the Colonel was out for reveille. Yes, 
he was, and when he saw us line up and looked along our front 
rank, he said, "That's a B-line." There were lots o' folks 
loitering around; there always are at that time of day; field 
officers and folks like that; and they understood and they told 
other folks and now everybody knows. We're great on "B" 
lines; we make two hundred and fifty Bee lines when the bugler 
bugles "Soup-y, Soup-y, Soup-y — " (there's some good in the 
worst of men). These lines extend from our tents to the mess 
hall door, and, since they start from so many sources, and have 
only one culminating point, you can look at this from any 
angle you wish. 

We came to this hive from a place called the Cas-u — , 
Cas-u — ty Camp — whatever its name is; the one where they 
take away your own clothes and give you somebody else's, 
stick needles in your arm, look down your throat, and sell you 



Scenes, Camp Stuart, Virginia 








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An evening's entertainment at the "Y" 



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Looking southeast from Camp Headquarters to Hampton Roads- 
part of Fleet in distance 



The Twelfth Settles in Wooden Barracks 




Campaign hats and canvas leggings again 




Mess call has sounded 



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Company "B" 285 

insurance. That's the place. When we got here, the hive had 
just swarmed. Those who left went over and settled in 
Siberia. There were a few Bees around when we got to the 
hive. Some of them had stripes on their arms and some had 
red stuff on their legs; 'twasn't pollen though, — 'twas leather. 
We asked one of 'em with stripes on his arm if these Bees had 
gone to Siberia to fill it with honey, and he said: "No, they 
were going there to keep the Hun out of it." 

After we reached the hive and settled, those striped-armed 
and red-legged Bees made us do all sorts of things. They 
showed us a new way to turn around ; a new way to stand up ; 
and made us all walk around together the way ants do. We'd 
always been used to flying about, every fellow for himself, and 
this hiking around in bunches was hard to do. 

We recognize that a bee is entitled to several feet, but when 
we tried to do "about face" we didn't know whether we were 
bees or centipedes. Not only did your own feet get all mixed 
up, but they got mixed up with the other fellow's. Oh, our 
feet were great mixers those days! They mixed so well that 
they would have made a first class Y. M. C. A. Secretary look 
like oil and water. Feet are a problem under the best of con- 
ditions, but after we put on those army shoes we couldn't 
recognize our own feet when we saw them — and ordinarily 
they were not hard to see. Usually the Company street was 
covered with 'em, but say what you will, it bothers a fellow not 
to be able to determine which are his own. It makes you kind 
'a dizzy to have somebody call "Ten shun!" You see a foot 
which, in private life, you had looked upon as your own prop- 
erty, jump over and crack itself against Brown's heel and see 
one which you supposed belonged to Jones leap at you like a 
fox terrier. 

But when it comes to numbers, our feet had nothing on our 
hands; but we had, and its name was rifle. Now every Bee, 
when he landed at the hive, thought he knew just how to handle 



286 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

a rifle. But it's strange what an infinite instrument of torture 
an innocent 30:30 can become. Shooting it is simple enough, 
but when you come to doing gyratory gymnastics with it, 
that's different. We not only had to whirl 'em around our 
heads and set them against our toes (not on them), but we had 
to learn the names of all the pieces. One Bee named Shorty, 
an Ozark Bee, came in to the platoon sergeant one day. 

"I thought I had assembled every part of my gun," he 
said, "but Captain Brown just asked me where the balance 
was. I can't find it; I'm afraid I've lost it." 

"The balance of your gun is all right, " the sergeant replied, 
"but I can't say as much regarding your head." 

Bad as all this was, it didn't compare with the things that 
followed. After we got so proficient that we could twirl a 
rifle between our fingers, just as the Second Lieutenants did 
their sticks, we were given our stingers. Talk about stilettos 
and daggers, and things like that — a bayonet makes all that 
trash look harmless. A striped-armed Bee told us why these 
stingers were made so long; when the Germans came over in 
mass formation, he explained, we'd only have to jab once in the 
same direction! We had to do "On Guard," "Long Point," 
' ' Short Point, ' ' and ' ' Jab. ' ' It's hard to imderstand about that 
jab. We were told that the idea was to get close to the enemy, 
to jab straight up and hit him under the chin. Now reason 
should teach any man that if a German is so big that his chin is 
higher than the point of a bayonet when the butt of the rifie 
is on the ground, he surely is not the kind of man to get close 
to. If he is as big as that it certainly would take a cannon to 
kill him. But the great thing about bayonet fighting is making 
the right kind of a face. Did you ever see "B" Company's 
bayonet face? Now we're not talking about one of the officers, 
but the way " B " Company looks when it comes on guard. If 
you never saw it you have missed something, for it certainly is 
not in the power of language to describe it. A mild example of 



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that face would be the face of a man wearing a mad bee for a 
collar button. 

A bayonet is logical from a Bee's standpoint — point, faces, 
growl, and all, but there is no logic to a grenade. We had to 
learn to throw like a girl, and duck like a hell diver. We had 
grenades with fly-up handles and twist-around handles, grenades 
that threw shrapnel, grenades that threw phosphorus, and gre- 
nades which threw gas. Any one of them was enough to scare 
a man to death ; but of course that wouldn't necessarily affect 
a Him. 

One day the "King Bee" told us to get ready to swarm and 
go Hun Huntin' and then Captain Brown and the Lieutenants 
got busy. They took the things we wanted away from us and 
loaded everything else aroimd the place on our backs. The 
day we marched out of the old hive at Camp Fremont we 
hardly knew whether we were bees or jackasses. Then we en- 
trained. Did you ever see bullets come out of a machine gun? 
Well, that's the way we went into those cars. 

Have you ever heard the latest dope on colds? Well it's 
this ; open the windows, get just as cold as you can as quick as 
you can and after you're as cold as you can get you can't take 
cold. When we settled, we settled on Long Island. The place 
is surrounded by water, but that's only half the truth; it's 
covered with water, too. No one ever knew how it happened. 
Apiaries are flooded sometimes to keep the ants away. It 
couldn't have been for that reason, but it might have been on 
accotmt of cousins — they are so plentiftil in Noo Yawk. Yet 
all that water, made possible a great discovery, for we found 
out that our shoes would float. You had to see it to believe it, 
for many a time, after a day's march, we could have sworn 
that they would have simk in quicksilver. 

But we didn't stay there long; presently we swarmed again. 
Long Island is too near that clover patch they call Noo Yawk. 
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full of 'em. Little good, however, that did us, for instead of 
letting us go out and hunt sweet things, the King Bee made us 
stay at home. That king was determined to do things to Bill. 
But Bill heard us coming and ran into Queen Helaminas house 
and shut the door and here we are down in Norfolk; and our 
only fight is our attempt to keep them from sewing silver 
chevrons on us. Who ever heard of a real bee with a real 
stinger wearing a thing like that? 

Yes, we're down here in that part of the farm called the 
"Old Dominion." It's situated near the big farm house, the 
White one. That's where the tall old fellow lives who wears a 
chin beard and a beaver hat with stars on it and pants which 
he outgrew long ago. He's the one we belong to; we've never 
seen him, but we've often seen his picture. He never says 
much, that old fellow, but he tells everybody where to head in. 
He's a great old man; he never robs the hive, though he has a 
great habit of making us swarm and settle in places we don't 
like. But we know it's our business to please him, and it's a 
great pleasure to know that we belong to his farm. 







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C*' COMPANY'S first page in history was written at the 
siege of Vicksburg. Later we find it fighting Indians on 
the plains, living on hardtack, and setting up a record 
of achievement that it has maintained up to the present day. 

During the Mexican trouble when Pancho Villa was ravag- 
ing the border towns, this Company, with the others of the 
Twelfth, was sent to guard the city of Nogales, Arizona. The 
citizens soon learned that the companies took turns on guard, 
and that every twelve days "C" Company would take its 
turn. Then and there they marked their calendars for months 
ahead, and every twelfth day the "padre de familia" would 
tell his household at the supper table that it would be entirely 
safe to go to town on that particular night, as "C" Company 
was on guard. To-day when a stranger asks an inhabitant of 
Nogales who guarded the town during the Mexican trouble, the 
immediate answer is: Company "C." 

Assuming that our reputation is known to the public, we 
will come down to the present and discuss the marvelous record 
of the Company that almost fought to make the world safe for 
Democracy. In order to expand the American army from 
ninety thousand to four million, it was necessary to break up 
Company " C " to form a foundation for additional units and also 
to contribute a delegation of instructors to the National Army. 
This duty fell upon the mighty shoulders of Sergeants Peter An- 
derson and Mike Healy, who went to Camp Funston, Kansas, to 

put some ' ' jazz ' ' in the Three Hundred and Fifty- third Infantry. 

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When Captain Hellmers and Lieutenant Barrett replaced 
the former officers, a high standard of efficiency was set. In 
order to become a member of "C" Company, a soldier must 
possess natural ability and be well recommended by his former 
employer. Within a short time the new commander had 
gathered together the necessary number of able men, and his 
officers and non-commissioned officers had trained them to be 
soldiers. But General Graves kidnapped one himdred and 
sixty of them, and carried them to Siberia, leaving only the 
non-coms, and Privates Mullaney and Mitchell as a nucleus 
around which to form another Company " C. " 

It was a known fact that German spies were lurking around 
Camp Fremont. Had they gathered the information that 
"C" Company had been broken up, Von Hindenburg would 
have ordered his entire fighting forces against the Allies and 
the war would have been lost. But Captain Hellmers was too 
alert for the Huns. He worked while they slumbered. From 
the One Hundred and Sixty-fifth Depot Brigade he drew 
sixty-five men. The August draft brought to Camp Fremont 
the greatest collection of masculinities ever massed together 
in one body, and in this august assembly he found some ex- 
cellent material for Company "C. " Inasmuch as this was a 
selected bunch of men it might be well to mention that every 
State west of the Mississippi was represented. This detach- 
ment, however, did not fill the Company to war strength, so 
the Captain sent Sergeant Niihn and Corporal Choder to the 
Casual Camp in quest of the Oklahoma recniits. The required 
number was there ; a temporary roster was made and the detail 
was marched to "C" Company's quarters. 

Returning from Camp Ftmston, Sergeant Anderson found 
the office of First Sergeant awaiting him. The first morning 
after the diamond chevron had been sewed upon his sleeve, he 
came out to look the new bimch over for prospective K. P.'s 
and corporals. He had just finished training three outfits for 



Company "C" 291 

the National Army, but it seemed that his sacrifice for human- 
ity was only half made. This bunch made the future look so 
gloomy that he didn't even have the courage to call the roll 

We worked seven hours a day for five days in the week, at 
night we rolled packs, and on Sunday we fired on the ran^e 
When a recruit would complain of being overworked, Sergeant 
Lewis would remind him that he was doing it for his country 
and not for the sake of keeping busy. 

After three months of hard training and making bayonet 
faces we left the sunny coast of California for the port of em- 
barkation, and arrived there just in time to go on guard 

When the First BattaHon paraded at Camp Fremont '' C " 
Company was the only company which attracted the Colonel's 
attention. He suggested to Captain Hellmers that it would be 
more mihtary if every man came to right shoulder arms at the 
same tmie, and in three counts. This being termed a wise 
suggestion, the Captain added an extra half hour to the drill 
schedule m order to comply. 

No member of our Company had any desire to take up 
lodging at the guard house. When a regulation was violated, 
and the offender was found guilty, the Captain would turn him 
over to Joe, ' ' the Italian cook. A single day on kitchen police 
when Joe was in charge of the kitchen, was equal to three 
months m the mill. Joe also was the best stew maker in the 
Eighth Division. We are indebted to the city of Seattle for 
having sent a man like Joe to our Company, whose buzz-saw 
appetites he was able to satisfy. 

While Company "C" was trained for combat service in 
prance, the only service rendered to Uncle Sam was guard 
duty. At this pastime we are acknowledged to be champion 
01 the world. 

^ Now that some of us are nearing the time for retirement to 
civil life we vow that Company " C " will be the one to receive 
us should our nation again need our services. 





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WE are all entitled to a silver chevron in Company "D," 
some to three, some only two, and a few entitled to 
but one. The older men, those wearing three stripes, 
are the backbone of the Company, the men around whom the 
Company was built. They have trained men for foreign 
service but were denied the honor themselves. They trained 
the part of Company ''D" that is now serving in Siberia. 
They were men picked for their ability to remain at home and 
reorganize the Company. The balance of the Company is 
made up of drafted men drawn mostly from the Western 
States and our Captain will admit that although we were 
caught in the draft our cold never went to our feet. 

We had high hopes when we started training and these 
were about to be realized. We were willing to go. We were 
ready to go. We were on our way. Then came the eleventh of 
November, the Armistice was signed, and the war was over. 
Our hopes were shattered. 

We cannot write in grand heroic style of great deeds done 
in France. The story of Company "D" must consequently 
be of camp life. Our training began with close order drill, and 
it was always "Snap out of it " or "Go to the awkward squad." 
We were transferred and retransf erred from our regular squad 
to the awkward squad so often that many of us were convinced 
that we would soon be slated for permanent membership in 
the latter. 

We eventually, however, woke up and began our practice 

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for the rifle range, undergoing a strenuous drill which would 
show results when we came to the firing line. It was "D" 
Company which led the division at the range, and our combat 
work called for compliments from many of the higher officers. 
In a few months we had become efficient soldiers and were 
ready to go to France, and in October we prepared to leave 
Camp Fremont. 

We marched to the train on the morning of October twenty- 
second and in three minutes were all aboard, establishing a 
record for the loading of troop trains. It is a well-known fact 
that when records are estabHshed in the regiment, the honors 
invariably fall to Company "D." This Company has the 
reputation of being able to turn out with a neater, cleaner, 
more military appearance than any other organization in the 
United States Army. In marching and keeping a straight 
line old " D " has them all backed off the map. 

Everybody knows about camp life, these days, or has 
heard about it, and it is impossible to have heard of camp life 
in the army without having heard of the Twelfth. Having 
heard of the Twelfth one must surely have heard of Company 
"D, " as everything is "D" in the Twelfth. 

Although we never reached the fighting fields of France we 
were ready and willing to play our part in the great struggle. 
We have written another chapter in the already illustrious 
history of the Twelfth, a chapter of which we may be justly 
proud, going through that trying period of quarantine and 
delay with a spirit that leaves no doubt that had we been 
called to face the fire of the foe, we would have acquitted 
ourselves as men and soldiers. 

All honor be to Company " D," the Twelfth, its officers and 
men, and a million more like them. 







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"^TpHE Colonel's own Company." 

I This is the boast of the boys of Company "E," 

and though other companies in the Twelfth may dis- 
pute their claim of being the best-drilled and the most efficient 
organization in the Regiment, the men of Company "E" are 
ready to have the Commanding Officer decide. The Com- 
pany's ranks are filled with the broad-shouldered six-footers 
of the Pacific Coast, coming from California, Washington, and 
Oregon, with a scattering from other Western States. The 
men are strong for the Colonel, and why not? For seven years 
he captained the outfit and for seven Christmas dinners he 
sat with them in the mess hall. The old days have not been 
forgotten, and when the Colonel's name is mentioned, it is 
three cheers and a tiger for the Commanding Officer of the 
Twelfth Infantry. 

Captain William Whittington, our Company Commander, 

graduated from West Point, August 12, 191 7. He was assigned 

to Company "E" as a First Lieutenant in August, 1917, and 

was promoted to Captain in March of the year 191 8. The 

successful career of Company "E" may in a large measiu-e 

be attributed to the hard work of Captain Whittington. He 

worked every minute for the interests of the men under his 

command, and stands high in the estimation of his men. This, 

coupled with the fact that assistance of the strongest kind was 

given by a corps of able officers, has put "E" Company at the 

top of the ladder. 

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Beaten out of a chance to show their mettle in the World 
War through the signing of the Armistice, the men took up the 
duties assigned to them with the same vim and vigor that 
characterized their training on the Pacific Coast. A backward 
glance into the past when the Company drilled in the blistering 
sun with heavy packs on their backs at Camp Fremont, 
without a murmur of protest explains why "E" is a top- 
notcher. 

This organization was aided in its spurt to the front by a 
splendid corps of officers. Lieutenant Arthur B. Todd, the 
ranking Lieutenant, joined the organization at Camp Fremont, 
April 10, 1918. His wit helped make many a long mile seeni 
like a promenade. Lieutenant Todd is a gloom dispenser, pure 
and simple. 

It is with a great deal of pleasure that we introduce Lieuten- 
ant Calvin Heath, the second ranking Lieutenant. He guided 
and led his men as if they were his own sons. Cuss words are 
not in his vocabulary and a complaint against the Lieutenant 
IS never heard. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder," 
and when Lieutenant Heath was away from the Company for 
a month, there was a loud cry to get him back. He was com- 
missioned November 2^, 191 7, and was given a First Lieu- 
tenancy September 11, 191 8. 

Lieutenant Lyall D. Webster, joined the Company on 
September 5, 1918. He is an athlete of marked ability, a 
ten-second man, having competed in nimierous track events 
and winning the dashes with ease. 

Lieutenant Fred F. Zimmerman joined the Company at 
Camp Mills, November 16, 1918. He was with the Twenty- 
first Infantry prior to his entering the Officers' School and he 
carried with him the methods of the Old Army. Members of 
his platoon on inspection day might be more than certain that 
they presented clean rifles, but after Lieutenant Zimmerman's 
eagle eye gave the piece the "once-over, " the report was likely 



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to be "dirty bore, " and it carried with it a day in the kitchen, 
helping Mother Higgins scrub up the pots and pans. 

Lieutenant George F. Richardson, Jr., another graduate of 
the Fourth Officers' School at Camp Fremont, joined the 
Company at Camp Fremont on September 5, 191 8. Chris- 
tened "Mable" by the men, he belied the name by sending in 
daily recruits to the "Dizzy Squad." A rifle canted an inch 
back or in front of the line made a candidate eligible for this 
squad, and take it from those who know, the awkward or 
"Dizzy Squad" was a short stay in Hell. We can forgive 
"Mable" for sending us to be tortured by Corporal Riley, the 
terror of the "Dizzy Squad," for in after years, we can look 
back and say that it was in the rookie squad that the real 
manual of arms was taught. 

Corporal Wesley Riley drilled his rookies with the slogan 
that they would either make good soldiers or go to the hospital. 
This hard-boiled son of Erin was entirely devoid of mercy, and 
he drilled the rookies until their tongues lolled. "Hit the 
Deck" Yorke will long be remembered by the privates of 
Company " E " for didn't he prophesy that some day we would 
all wake up and find ourselves in the Army. 

The "Top Kicker" of any company is "some punkins," and 
Sergeant Samuel Wright can lay claim to being about the best 
"Top" in the Twelfth, despite plenty of competition. Ser- 
geant Wright was a strict disciplinarian, and an infraction of 
the rules cost the offender dear, but we overlooked his severity 
for he could take that Company out and drill it. 

Bunk fatigue was always a popular indoor sport with the 
boys of Company "E" but draw poker, black jack, and craps 
had many followers. Each game had its champion, and 
"Poker" Davis deserves the sobriquet which came with him 
from the Coast. Davis could run a shoe-string into a fortune 
any day with the paste boards. In the next cage, we have 
Daniel, not of the Lion's den fame, but just plain "Dan" from 



Sidelights 




Canine instructors give lessons in scientific tug-o'-war 




Bat the Fanny " 




Grenade artists win at snowball 



Feller hollers " Craps " and takes it all 
away 



Duties at Southern Camps 



Proprietors 
of the 
•'Mill" 




D dousing 
plant routs 
"Cooties" 



The Twelfth fights fire occasionally 



Company "E" 297 

Findlay, Ohio, and one of the kind who would give a friend his 
shirt and maybe his rifle. 

A glance at the barracks at Camp Hill (which, by the way, 
ought to have the "i" changed to "e") will show the boys in 
their respective platoons. The cooks, mechanics, and the 
office help held down the bunks in the first platoon. Little 
Sergeant Sonners, with all the pep of a banty cock, held sway. 
He is an Old Army man, having seen years of service in the 
Orient, and it is rumored that Sonners brought Chink Chandler 
back with him. Sergeant Rowe acquired the laundry job here, 
and it nearly cost him his good fellowship. "My laundry 
back?" My shirt is torn and three buttons are missing." 
' ' Where is my O . D . handkerchief ? ' ' These and a million other 
questions nearly changed Sergeant Rowe from a pleasant non- 
com, into a dogged -faced grouch. 

In the second platoon Sergeant John Parington held the 
guide rein, who saw five years of service in Company ''E." 
Our fighting Corporal, Lee Rogers, believed in maintaining 
discipline with the gloves. A bed away from Rogers was Cor- 
poral Schneider who spent all of his money and spare time 
learning to play stud poker. White-headed Hansen could 
take care of his bank roll and was always good for a touch near 
the last of the month. Ragnar Sigtrig, of Iceland if you please, 
was the banker of the platoon. All moneys found their way 
into Sig's pockets and he doled out according to the honesty of 
his creditors. Supply Sergeant Fred Eppler enlisted to whip 
the Mexicans, served his time, and reenlisted when the Lusi- 
tania was torpedoed. 

Sergeant John Brown, of Reno, the strong man of the 
Company, bore the distinction of being the best boxer. Lemley 
called the eggs bad and Brown said they were good. Result: 
Lemley was forced to beat a hasty retreat from the mess hall 
with Brown in pursuit. 

Corporal Henry Haas, bayonet instructor of the Regiment, 



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saw service in the Philippine Islands, and many an hour we 
whiled away listening to tales from the land of Gugu. 

"Comedy Ham," known also as Sergeant Hamburger, is 
one of the striking characters of the Regiment. Ham has 
lived up to his name, and is a ray of sunshine. 

Sergeant Fred Bagley, Company Clerk, always obliging, 
and ready to lend a hand in securing the much-sought-for pass, 
is voted the unanimous thanks of the Company. 

Mess Sergeant Klein knocked our eyes out with his Thanks- 
giving and Christmas turkey dinners. 

Little Sergeant Nickerson enjoys the distinction of being 
the only soldier in the Regiment without dependents who 
made an allotment. 

There are many other good fellows whose names should 
have appeared in this story, but lack of space prevents our 
mentioning them. 

When we are old and gray, we shall look back with pride 
to the days when we were soldiers in Company "E." Let us 
not drift too far apart, but keep up the friendships with our 
pals. Good-bye, and good luck to the boys of Company "E." 

Fighting in the Philippines 

The Villamore brothers and their gang of Insurgents were 
bad actors. So bad in fact that Uncle Sam ordered the Twelfth 
Infantry, then stationed in the Islands, to drive them out of 
the country or cut them down. Company "E" played an 
important role in this campaign under the command of First 
Lieutenant Alfred Aloe, now Colonel, and Commanding Officer 
of the Twelfth Infantry. Many lively brushes with the enemy 
ensued, and although greatly outnumbered, "E" Company 
always saw through the tricks of the treacherous Insurgents, 
and whipped them handily in a score of engagements. Com- 
pany "E" fought nineteen battles in twenty-six days, and in 



Company "E" 299 

the last engagement at Moncada, Lieutenant Aloe was severely 
wounded. 

Nine days was the time allotted for this Company to turn 
the trick, but they fotmd the going so rough that nine months 
passed before they returned. Company "E" was originally 
stationed at Tarlac, Luzon. They were ordered to Illocos 
Norte. Padre Aglapi was in command of the Insurgents. San 
Nicolas and Bador were the points where Company "E" was 
stationed. Daily actions with the Insurgents followed. The 
most serious of these conflicts happened at Magambique, Luzon, 
in which fifty men of " E " Company stood off and whipped to 
a standstill six hundred Insurgents, killing a great number of 
them, and scattering the rest. During this fight, "E" Com- 
pany lost two men killed and four were wounded. Private 
Menduka was shot through the head and Corporal Kennedy 
was wounded in the left shoulder. The fight lasted ten hours 
and fifteen minutes. The Company also stood off a severe 
night attack, killing many. 

The Company then changed bases, going to Moncada where 
they again were busy cleaning out the Insurgents. Many of the 
enemy with large stores of rifles and revolvers were captured. 
It was at this point, during a night attack, that Lieutenant Aloe 
was severely wounded. The Insurgents had cut the railroad 
here and they attacked in force. The men of Company "E" 
conducted themselves with great gallantry and effectiveness 
throughout. 










As Company "F" includes a number of men who took 
part in the operations on the Mexican border, its 
history begins at that point. 

On June 17, 191 6, our Company was called out on a raid to 
Aravaco ranch. The bandits had been very active at this 
point ; so of course we thought we should have some fun before 
returning. We scouted all over the place but didn't have any 
luck. Much to our disgust the Mexicans were all gone and 
since we could not cross the border we were obliged to return 
to camp. 

Things went along very smoothly for us for about a month 
after this trouble, and then along came Villa stirring up dis- 
content on the Mexican side of the border. The people in 
a little mining town west of Nogales became alarmed; so 
twenty-five Company "F" men were sent down there as a 
guard. This trip was also uneventful. 

"F" Company of course could not content itself with being 
the best in the Regiment (as evidenced by the nimiber of raids 
we were sent on) but must also show the other companies that 
it was better at sports. Our baseball team was the best on 
the border. Then, for fear that they would think we were 
no good when it came to indoor sports, we turned around and 
showed them all up at the good old game of blackjack. 

Another thing our Company excelled in was bayonet fight- 
ing, even staging a bout for the entertainment of General 

Pershing. But for the sake of the other companies we shall 

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Company *T" 301 

refrain from lauding ourselves too much; after all, they were 
worthy opponents. 

The winter of 191 6 was spent in Nogales and was unevent- 
ful, with nothing much to do but take the morning exercise 
and mount guard. This continued until the first part of May. 
One day "Attention" was called in the mess hall and Lieu- 
tenant Ferris imparted the information that the Regiment was 
going to San Francisco. After the Lieutenant had left a great 
howl went up; then you could hear the buzz, buzz, of voices. 
Some thought that the move would be a good one, while others 
were just as positive that it would be for the worse. The Com- 
pany had been here so long that the men were beginning to 
regard it as their home; so it was with a peculiar mixture of 
feelings the next evening that we boarded the west-bound for 
San Francisco. 

We arrived at the Presidio and made it our home until 
January. During this month we were ordered to pack our 
troubles, including our clothes and equipment, into a neat 
little roll and prepare for a hike to Camp Fremont, thirty-one 
miles away. This outing occupied three days. 

New recruits arrived and with them hard work for us. 
Since it was war time anything was justified which would hasten 
the training of the men, and the new-comers certainly "snapped 
into it. " Suffice it to say that they lived up to the reputation 
of the Company, and were ready to go overseas in August. 
Now came the Siberian Expedition. While the Company 
itself was not taken as a unit, many of the boys were chosen to 
go, and all seemed anxious to be taken. Some of the N. C. O.'s 
even wanted to be reduced in rank so that they could take 
their places in the overseas force. To those who remained fell 
the lot of training the present Company "F." 

Now came the rookies. They arrived in camp at five in the 
morning and after a preliminary examination, an event never 
to be forgotten, were marched over to the Casual Camp, 



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that Heavenly Paradise. There they were received with such 
pleasant greetings as : "Welcome to our Camp, " "Where do you 
rookies come from ? " " Look at their ears ! ' ' And much more 
in the lighter vien. 

There we received our first army equipment, our mess kit 
and blankets, and first saw the speed and effectiveness of the 
army Q. M. department. Just a few gentle commands did it 
all. "Go into that door and keep to your right." "Here, 

this way," " D it, can't you understand plain English, move 

on, move on, and get out of here." About an hour later we were 
all equipped and ready to start our first lesson in the art of war. 

It seemed to us at this time that we had hit the hard rocks 
of life but it did not take us long to realize that we were very 
fortunate in being placed in "F" Company, because it made 
this hard period a little easier to bear. We soon knew that we 
had in Captain Whitiker a Company Commander who, while 
insisting upon the strictest obedience, was absolutely fair and 
just. We realized that any trouble brought to him would be 
judged fairly and upon its merits. Our luck did not stop here 
for we were just as fortunate in our Platoon Commanders; 
Lieutenants Johnson, Wenner, and Lange were just the sort of 
men that one would gladly follow "Over the Top." 

First Sergeant Townsend was gruff but cheerful. We could 
count on "Our Top" giving us all the help that we were en- 
titled to. Sergeant Bumey, big and happy, was always ready 
to do all in his power to see that the boys were outfitted right 
and kept that way. Many a time he could be found late at 
night working in the supply tent. 

Sergeant Bray, Sergeant Ponomarenko, Sergeant Hadley, 
and Sergeant Iwinski, our Platoon Sergeants, we thought at 
times were very harsh; but we soon changed our minds. We 
came to realize that they would do anything in reason for us. 
Space does not permit us to mention all of our non-commis- 
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Company "F" 303 

is to the untiring efforts of these officers and non-commissioned 
officers that the success of our Company is largely due. We 
can understand and appreciate now just what a hard thing it 
was to make trained soldiers out of green rookies within the 
short space of three months. 

These were hard days for most of us; for we made many 
mistakes and often played the game ''Around that tree and 
back to me." One time on the south side drill grounds Ser- 
geant Iwinski of the Second Platoon tried hard to keep Fat 
Gordon from laughing in ranks. There was a fairly steep hill 
not far from where the Platoon was drilling and Fat was 
caught laughing several times, even bursting out aloud. The 
Sergeant got slightly warmed up and gave Fat a last chance, 
saying, "Fat, if you laugh again I will double time you around 
that tree." 

Finally the Sergeant halted the Platoon and happened to 
look around and there on the hill was an army cart with a mule 
hitched to it. The mule found out that the load was just a 
little heavier than he cared to pull, so he stopped right there 
and would not go an inch farther. Six men were shoving the 
cart up the hill while the mule was pushing down. The mule 
won. Fat was excused for laughing. 

Many little incidents appeared quite serious at the time; 
but we can look back upon them now with a smile. 

In conclusion we wish to say that there is only one thing 
of which we are truly sorry; that is, that Company "F, " oiir 
Company, did not get the chance to prove itself upon the 
battlefields of France and thus add some more glorious pages 
to its already splendid history. 










tGiirC OM PANYiV^l 



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OUR outfit assembled on the installment plan. The ori- 
ginal contingent was recruited by way of the Casual 
Camp; and a second increment from Camp Lewis, 
consisting largely of men drafted from the states of California, 
Washington, and Oregon, proved to be a welcome addition. 
Then came another detachment from the Casual Camp. 
These several contingents placed us at war strength, but the 
inevitable transfers to the D. B. and other departments made 
another increment necessary. A transfer of recruits from a 
Depot Brigade at Camp Lewis, for the most part boys who 
had just passed twenty-one, but who still had all the attributes 
of a prospective soldier, furnished this. 

The Army game is a case of survival of the fittest, and by 
the time we had reached Camp Mills, our personnel was con- 
siderably reduced again. To strengthen man power, a number 
of Casuals who had left their own outfits to recuperate from 
illness were attached to the Company. Since these men had 
been handicapped by long illness and inaction, they were 
somewhat behind the game, and they, therefore, put in some 
overtime with Weimer. What Weimer was unable to explain 
in his usual vociferous language he illustrated with a round 
trip to convenient trees. These men insist that Weimer sees 
trees when there are no trees and they frequently made vain 
searches on the double, — at high port. Doubtless this had its 
value for the recuperation of convalescents, but its advantages 
to those involved were not immediately apparent. 

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Company "G" 305 

The early days of our intensive training with all its dis- 
illusionment, hard work, and trying occasions, were a repeti- 
tion of what the entire Regiment experienced. But through it 
all we gained in knowledge and manhood and we felt a secret 
pride in knowing that physically and in other ways, we were 
men enough to do things for which thousands of others have 
no qualifications. Despite the cosmopolitan character of our 
army, it revealed us as we were, and placed such of us as stir- 
vived the strain on a basis of equality. And sweeter, as the 
days go by, shall grow the memories of our friendships in 
Company "G" with real men; men who we know would go to 
Hell with us or for us. Perhaps we could not always fathom 
the motive for every order and restriction, yet, as we look at 
it now, in retrospection, we can see that it all made for the 
best interests of the Service. It might not have always been 
pleasant to hear Captain Jones say, "Sergeant, take this man's 
name," for a mere speck of rust, or it might not always have 
been mirth-provoking to spend our week-ends in the kitchen 
with Sergeant Ball ; still we know now that hardships like these 
were necessary for maintaining discipline. We cannot com- 
plain of injustice; our officers were no respecters of persons. 
We do not regard them as infallible, Caesars or Napoleons, or 
Grants, but we do know that they were big-hearted, well- 
intending men who, themselves soldiers, expected us to be real 
soldiers in every sense of the word. 

We do not apologize for not going across; in four months, 
by hard work and persistent endeavor, we reached a degree of 
efficiency which is rarely achieved in less than nine months. 
No slackers would have told their Colonel, what we told ours, 
— and we meant it every word, in the depths of our souls — , 
that we were willing to drill continuously, with only one object 
in view, to do our part in making the world safe for Democracy. 
It was not given us to fight for Liberty "Over There," but 
future enemies of civilization can count on old "G" Company 



306 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

and the entire Twelfth for the damnedest fight they ever 
dreamed of. 

We are not only willing, but we are fit, and propose to help 
maintain the glorious traditions of the Twelfth. We did not 
enter the military service thinking that we should find a snap, 
nor anything resembling a rest cure. We felt that with us it 
was a serious business ; our Liberty, our Country, and our very 
existence were imperiled. We were not looking for a holiday; 
and we refused to magnify any imaginary wrong. All this has 
produced a certain magnanimity in our character. The milk 
of human kindness, of which we had no previous realization, 
has permeated our hearts and implanted principles of brotherly 
love that will make the world a better place, because we have 
lived in it, and especially because we have had this army 
training. The men of our Company and Regiment were 
selected for service largely because they constituted the indus- 
trial fabric of the West. Most of us were men who had already 
found their place in the world and we had a large representa- 
tion of specialists. Thus the training of our civil life proved 
scarcely less useful than that which we obtained in the military 
camp. Our officials, therefore, reserved us for a show-down. 

Few gold brickers or pikers "tried" to make the D. B. 
We had a genuine interest in sports and all athletics. We 
furnished the divisional ball team with a number of players, 
including its star pitcher, Sergeant Brown, and at every boxing 
tournament ''G" Company was well represented. We were 
all boxers after a fashion, and we had in Private Aune, known 
professionally as "Jack Stanley," the Regimental Heavy 
Weight Champion. Jack was an old-timer of some repute who 
had mixed it with some of the top notchers. Scarcely less 
known were young Evine, Shepard, Vallon, Casey, Schimiacker 
and Weimer, whose services were all available at their re- 
spective weights. Our basket ball team under Sergeant Casey 
made an excellent showing, and played several interesting 



Company "G" 307 

games. While track meets were not very frequent "G" 
Company furnished some athletes of college reputation who 
gave a good account of themselves. 

In the course of our intensive training, we unfortunately 
left five of our comrades, Privates Morse, Ohm, Woddard, 
Johnson, and Donald. These men fell victims to the "flu," 
and the whole Company mourned them deeply. While we 
regret their untimely deaths, we thank our able and conscien- 
tious medical staff, whose attention preserved the rest of us. 
The practice of spraying was a ticklish proposition, and de- 
veloped a few "hold-outs," but its ultimate benefit was 
apparent. 

And, in that period of expectancy, when we had high hopes 
of scalping the Kaiser, our morale was good. When our hopes 
were finally shattered by the Armistice, the general sentiment 
bordered on disgust, and as we began doing our bit at fatigue, 
our enthusiasm almost lapsed. It seemed at first to be humili- 
ating. We looked upon ourselves as fighters and we believed 
that such work should be given to the labor battalions. But 
soon we saw the humor in the situation! It afforded oc- 
casions for pie buying and wood rustling, and this latter 
occupation furnished a welcome relief to the tedium of a 
place like Camp Mills. 

"G" Company stands for democracy and for universal 
selective service as the only fair means by which we may 
practice "safety first." 










THE more we hear of the good things everyone has to 
say of the Twelfth Infantry, the more convinced we 
are that what we always maintained— that the Twelfth 
stood head and shoulders above anything in the land — was 
right. And as "H" always had the reputation of being the 
best in the Twelfth, which is saying something, and saying it 
truthfully, we must tell you a little about "The Battery." 

Take a peep at the official records of the Twelfth Infantry, 
and you won't find mention of any company taking part in the 
War of 1812, except "H" Company. The Wars and Battles 
in which "Aitch" Battery of the Twelfth took part since that 
time, and in which they covered themselves with glory, have 
been too numerous to mention, and we will even pass up men- 
tion of the part they played in the Mexican Retreat. Since 
the World's War started away back in 1914 how many com- 
panies of the Twelfth engaged in battle? Only two — "Mili- 
tary I" and "Aitch" Battery — in the memorable Tin Pan 
Battle on the night of October 31, 191 8, and it is a cinch to 
guess who the conquerors were. The fact remains that since 
that time Sergeant Brooks has a hard time trying to spread an 
honest smile on his face whenever he meets us. 

When Major General Helmick inspected the Eighth Divi- 
sion, back in the good days at old Camp Fremont, he said that 
it was the finest Division, in every department of the game, 
that he had inspected. He ought to know a good one when he 

saw it as, up to that time, he had inspected over a million and 

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Company "H" 309 

a half soldiers. Why? Because the other regiments of the 
Division were trying to show up as well as possible alongside 
the Twelfth. And when the Twelfth hit Camp Mills to em- 
bark for France, Major General Shanks, Commanding General 
of the Port of Embarkation, said that the Twelfth was the 
finest regiment that ever landed there, and he ought to know. 
Why did the Twelfth make such a fine showing? Because all 
the other companies of the Regiment were trying to show up as 
well as possible alongside "Aitch" Battery. 

Office work at Washington got too stuffy for Major General 
Helmick and he told the boss he wanted to get out in the line. 
Secretary Baker offered him the command of any division he 
might choose — this as a recognition of the valuable and faith- 
ful services he had rendered the Government — and he, without 
any hesitancy, chose the Eighth Division Regular, which was 
quite natural. And, if it wasn't for A. R. and par. something 
or other, which says that Generals cannot be Company Com- 
manders, we would bet several sous that he would have chosen 
to dominate the Orderly Room of " Aitch " Battery, and he 
would thereby have cheated Sherman Kay out of a very 
pleasant job, and that individual would have been sent to a 
much inferior company. 

And the lucky officer is our friend "Cap." Anderson, who 
has just returned from overseas. As he was one of the few 
men of the Twelfth who were sent over to France to look over 
the troops there and report to Colonel Aloe how far the Twelfth 
outclassed any on the other side, and as a consideration of the 
hardships he endured and his continued enforced diet of 
"Hardtack And, " he has been assigned as Chief Mogul of the 
Battery. They generally put good men in good places. 

Let's get back to Fremont and recite a few of the things you 
all know. You have all heard about the time Colonel Taggart 
ordered that not more than twenty-five applications for trans- 
fer, per week, would be considered. Men of other companies 



310 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

were putting in requests for transfers to "H" Company so 
fast that the Colonel didn't get time to bum cigarettes off the 
Adjutant. When Colonel Hagadorn took temporary com- 
mand of the ship Captain Schively had to beg him to allow 
"H" Company to do its own police duty, as the Colonel said 
that such a fine organization should not be allowed to do such 
work. And when Colonel Aloe took over the reins, the first 
thing he did was to call "Top-Kicker" Casey Jones over to 
his office and ask him how the Regiment should be run. 
Ever since then the Colonel has been nmning the Regiment on 
the same principle as ''Aitch" Battery always was run, 
and he has developed the finest Regiment in the Army out 
of it. 

The Colonel likes to tell of Bulgaria quitting when they 
heard the Eighth Division was leaving Fremont to go to 
France; that Turkey did likewise when we landed at Camp 
Mills and they saw we weren't fooling; that a couple of days 
after when Austria got the dope she laid down, but the fact 
of the matter is that Kaiser Willie threw up the sponge when 
he heard that " Aitch" Battery was loading on the Transports, 
because he knew his goose would soon be cooked. — And don't 
let anybody try to tell you otherwise. 

And we won't overlook saying a few things about our en- 
listed men. We could keep on telling you of the worth of the 
enlisted men until this book was half filled — there never was 
a bunch of soldiers that could do "Squads East and West " like 
these, put on such a snappy guard mount as they always do, come 
anywhere near the record they made on the Mayfield Ranges, or, 
in fact, hold a candle to them in any department of the game. 

Sergeant Hardison was sent to France as Adviser to Major 
General Helmick. 

"Daddy" Papavasiliou is called upon regularly to cut the 
Personnel Adjutant's hair, as no one else can do it just as 
good. 



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Company "H" 311 

When the Colonel gets the idea that it's about time to 
change his office around, or have some improvements made in 
his bungalow, he sends for Mechanic Harry Miller. 

When the Sergeant Major is indisposed Sarge Hubbard goes 
over and shows them how formal guard mount should be put 
on. 

When the Adjutant wants to know anything about Army 
paper work he runs over to "H" Company Orderly Room and 
gets the right dope. 

When Captain Sargent wants to put "Demand" and "Sup- 
ply" on speaking terms he calls in Supply Sergeant Foshee for 
advice. 

When Sergeant Major Sylvester cannot find anything in 
that filing system of his (which is often) it's a cinch he can find 
out what he wants by calling on "H" Company. 

When Major Mullins plans on stepping out among 'em for 
a week-end, Royal Davis is the boy that puts them nifty 
creases in the Major's "Sunday Best." 

When important confidential messages are to be delivered 
out of camp "General" Caruso is always detailed. 

While we are telling you about our outfit we don't mean to 
rub it into members of other companies. We realize that 
everybody couldn't be assigned to this Company, and we will 
do the right thing and offer our sympathy to the members of 
all other companies. 

And, Boys, the next time Uncle Sam has a little difference 
to settle with some foreign Potentate and you feel like offering 
your services, you want to get your name in early, and state 
your preference for old reliable "Aitch" Battery, and do it 
quick because she will fill up fast. Any member of the Battery 
at this time will tell you that he would rather be No. 3 of the 
Rear Rank in a squad in old "H" than be Chief of Staff at 
Washington, and between us, we admire his judgment, because 
she sho' am some Battery! 



" 







THAT old proverb, "Variety is the spice of life," seems to 
have been exemplified in the history of "I" Company. 
One of the Twelfth's foremost units since the organiza- 
tion of the Regiment, "I" Company has had a varied career. 
Everything from bucking Mexican bandits on the Border 
to chasing negro prisoners around the labor and stevedore 
battalions at Camp Alexandria has been included in the course 
of duty. And between acts this outfit has set a lively pace for 
its brother companies. None can boast of cleaner records. 
Registrar of better than average records on the rifle range, 
holder of honors for competitive close order drill, including 
some prize gas drill artists, generally conceded to have some 
of the best "bayonet faces," and to have made the finest 
showing in competitive bayonet drill are some of the facts on 
which "I" Company bases its claim to fame. 

When you look into the "Makings" of this company you 
will not wonder at its present high standing. First we have, of 
course. Captain B. P. Miller, typical Westerner, hailing from the 
breezy shores of Sunny California . As the men would have it , " he 
is the best Captain of the best Company in the best Regiment. " 
Although formerly connected with the Military Police at 
Camp Fremont, Captain Miller is far from what the average 
doughboy imagines an ex-M. P. would be like. Obtaining his 
first military training in the Cadet Corps at the University of 
California, Captain Miller was commissioned Captain in the 

United States Army at the second Officer's Training School 

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Company "I" 313 

held at the Presidio in the fall of 191 7. Assigned to the Eighth 
Division at Camp Fremont in March, 191 8, Captain Miller was 
soon a full-fledged member of the Divisional M. P. force. 
On the first day of October, 191 8, he came to this Com- 
pany and took command of what he calls, "The Cream of 
the Eighth Division." Having drilled thousands of the men 
who have won their spurs on the Western Front, during his 
varied military experience, the mark which Captain Miller 
has set as Company Commander is not surprising. 

Next we have Lieutenant Samuel K. Strickler, who has 
added much to "I" Company's record as the "Pathfinder of 
the Twelfth," through the fact that he was Regimental Gas 
Officer at Camp Fremont. Indirectly training six thousand 
men in the art of wearing the gas mask, and held responsible 
for the final showing when they were put through the real gas 
test, Lieutenant Strickler proved himself one of " I " Company's 
principal assets. 

Then, too, we have Lieutenant Percy L. Menefee, who was 
commissioned at the Second Officers Training School in the 
same class with Captain Miller; Lieutenant Charles J. Cover, 
Jr., a product of the Fourth Officers Training School at Camp 
Fremont from which the Eighth Division obtained some of its 
best officers; and Lieutenant Alfred A. Williams, who left his 
home at Long Beach, California, in the early spring of 1916, 
and hied himself to the Border with Company "E," Seventh 
California Infantry, to fight the bandits. Lieutenant Wil- 
liams received his commission at the Fourth Officers Training 
School at Camp Fremont in the fall of 19 18. 

Through their faithful and efficient work, these officers have 
not only gained the respect of every man in the Company but 
they have also made a name for their organization as one of the 
best disciplined and most thoroughly trained. All the officers 
are athletes of no mean ability and at odd times, especially 
after the discontinuance of the intensive training schedule. 



314 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

they were to be seen instructing the men in the arts of boxing, 
football, basket ball, and the numerous other games which are 
so popular with the average soldier. 

This outfit has on its roster First Sergeant Samuel (Willie) 
Wilcox, who, as Divisional Bayonet Instructor at Camp Fre- 
mont, is noted for having turned out some of the best "bay- 
onet faces" in the Division. While acting as Divisional Bay- 
onet Instructor, Sergeant Wilcox managed to find time to aid 
in putting " I " Company on the map with a supply of bayonet 
sharks. He is the youngest first sergeant in the Regiment and 
with only nineteen summers to his credit has proved that one does 
not have to be an old-timer in order to be a good first sergeant. 

Now for a glance at the ranks of "I" Company. Using 
as a foundation for the future Company a score or more of 
the well- trained and hardened men of the Old Twelfth, most of 
whom put in their first days of army life on the sunbaked soil 
of Arizona, the task of building a new Company was begun 
early in the spring of 191 8 when the selective draft was in full 
swing. Receiving its share of the broad-shouldered, ruddy- 
cheeked specimens of the middle and far Western States, 
"I" Company had a hard-working and determined outfit of 
men from the start. 

Leaving nothing unfinished or overlooked during the inten- 
sive training period at Camp Fremont, which included the 
summer and early fall of 191 8, the Company, more than once 
was complimented by Colonel Aloe for exceptional work. Of 
course, the path of the new Company during the days of the 
hard drill was not always strewn with flowers and, like all other 
outfits, "I" Company had its disappointments and setbacks. 
But an organization of fighting men with such a personnel could 
not be discouraged by slight difficulties, and although in some 
instances, a little more time was necessary to develop some 
part of the drill schedule to the required standard, once the 
men "saw through it" the rest was easy. 



Company "I" 315 

Separated from the other companies of the Regiment about 
the first of December, 191 8, when the Twelfth moved from 
Camp Mills to Newport News, "I" Company was assigned to 
guard Camp Alexandria which was principally occupied by 
negro stevedore and labor battalions. Although rather dis- 
agreeable work at the first, the Company soon settled down in 
its new quarters, performing its duties in the same systematic 
manner which had characterized its work in the past. When 
last heard from, " I " Company had a little "White" settlement 
of its own surrounded by nearly six thousand colored soldiers. 

In the person of "Phat" Reed this Company claimed to 
have the largest private in captivity. " Phat," who tipped the 
scales at 235 when he first came into the army now pulls 
around the 275 mark. It's pretty well scattered at that. 
*'Phat" took his trio of first shots at Camp Pike, Arkansas, in 
the spring of 191 8. He joined "I" Company at Camp Mills, 
coming from Camp Merritt. Captain Miller soon discovered 
that the Company was always overbalanced with ''Phat's" 
presence (either by his weight or general lack of knowledge of 
the manual of arms), and soon after the Company took up 
quarters at Camp Alexandria, "Phat" was promoted to the 
kitchen. "Phat" is head dining-room orderly and sees to it 
that the slum is distributed among the doughboy diners. 

Sergeant Hickcox, welter-weight champion of the Twelfth, 
finds plenty to do. At odd times, the sergeant manages to 
keep in training by taking on a few of the other husky lads of 
the Company. Besides being a champion boxer, Sergeant 
Hickcox is also a good man on the mat and has often discarded 
the gloves to take the measure of some would-be-champ. 

Edward McCabe, chief cook in "I" Company, has spent 
twenty-eight of his forty-five winters in the United States 
Army. 










K 






' COMPANY and the Twelfth Infantry were or- 
ganized shortly after the Revolution like a few 
great institutions of this country, along about the 
time that Sergeant Mize first joined the army. Sergeant Mize 
is now on furlough, so the writer will have to come down to 

modem times and Percy 
Wooster. Wooster is 
the man, as all the world 
knows, who went across 
the Border as a buck 
private and came back 
in the garb of a Mexican 
General. 

A little later, the 
United States and '' K " 
Company declared war 
on Germany. 

Wooster, and ''K" 
Company came from 
the Border to the Pre- 
sidio of San Francisco 
in June, 1917, where 
they kept the best men 
and sent the rest out to organize "K" Company of the 
Sixty-second and Sixty-third Infantries. In January, 191 8, 

the Company was ordered to Camp Fremont to organize the 

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. along about the time Sergeant Mize first joined the army ' 



Company "K" 317 

8th Division. They got together the Eighth, Thirteenth, 
Sixty-second, and Twelfth Infantries, a few artillery regi- 
ments, machine gun battalions and what not, and called it 
the ''Pathfinder" Division. Why it was named this is still a 
mystery, for the path to France was never found. 

Shortly thereafter, the Company was filled with recruits and 
soon after that. Captain Beckett came. This batch of recruits 
were put through all the mysteries of squads right, target prac- 
tice, gas drill, and were learning to successfully capture Hill 492 
out by the ' ' trench area, ' ' when the whole batch were shipped to 
Siberia. This left six officers, forty N. C. O.'s and one private. 
This private was K. P., number one of the guard, and fatigue 
detail all at once, and he prayed every night for recruits. 

Finally, Captain Beckett rounded up a new conglomeration 
of recruits at the Casual Camp, and Sergeant Weston issued 
them out K-12 buttons, and here begins the story of the present 
Company. As the non-coms, stood on the side lines and gave 
this mob the double 0, Sergeant Bulander, our Company 
optimist, asked to be reduced and Sergeant Carr went A. W. 
0. L. They said, "It can't be done!" 

Then came the work. As first call for reveille echoed out 
among the oaks in the middle of the night, the rookie would 
meet himself going to bed the night before. Soon the recruit 
met his friends, the full pack and the gas mask, and it was 
about this time that Sonny Thompson and his gang of Okla- 
homa outlaws wished themselves on the Company. Every 
time a new recruit would come, the officers and non-coms, would 
have to haul the gas masks out again and go through the whole 
torture once more themselves, and a recruit was about as wel- 
come as a cat in a bird store. 

This was the fly swatting era. If there was one fly in the 
kitchen, the Battalion Medico would call the Regimental 
Surgeon and his staff. They would look over the scene of the 
crime and notify the Division Surgeon and the Chief Sanitary 



3i8 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

Officer and they would call the Board of Health ; and the Com- 
pany Commander would write pages of explanation and deploy 
the Company in "as fly swatters guide right" and there was 
no end of excitement. 

About this time, the Company learned to handle the rake. 
The rake detail was liable to be "called to rakes" in the middle 
of the night and they slept with their clothes on ready for the 
alarm, in case the officer of the day should find a burned match 
in the Company street. 

After this came the target range. It was about this time 
that "K" Company began to loom above the others again. 
We didn't make all the fives we wanted to make, but we made 
enough to cause some of our neighbors to be jealous. 

One day, the Company saw Sergeant Scribner checking 
over Service Records and watched Sergeant Weston paint little 
A. E. F.'s over everything and the secret was out — ^we were 
bound for France. 

Finally, "der Tag" came, Corporal Petrie's squad saw 
that their squad leader was properly dressed and equipped, and 
we boarded the train for Camp Mills, the port of embarkation. 
We went through California and the sandy states to Omaha. 
Sergeant Scribner was especially popular with the girls en 
route and was kept busy writing his name on his reserve 
rations of soda crackers and handing them out the window. 

We landed at Camp Mills, New York, and drew our "tin 
hats" and everything. After two days of physical examina- 
tions, our sailing date was annoimced as the next day. We 
emptied our straw ticks and made our packs and said good- 
bye to the United States. Some of the Company were already 
aboard, when the order came postponing the departure, twenty- 
four hours. 

And then the little Jew newsy breezed down our Company 
street yelling, "No more War-ho! " and we knew the thing had 
fizzled. The A. E. F.'s on our boxes stood for "After Every- 



Company "K" 319 

thing's Finished." Corporal Burke pocketed the passenger 
list, and Sergeant Hicks laid in stores for a cold winter. 

When we think of Camp Mills we think of quarantine. 
When we, as recruits, came to Lewis we were put in quarantine. 
Then we were sent to the Fremont Casual Camp and we went 
in quarantine. We came to the Twelfth Infantry and were 
put in quarantine. And then we went on the target range 
which was the same thing as quarantine. Measles sneaked 
into our midst, and the Twelfth was put into quarantine and 
after that the whole of Fremont was quarantined for the 
"Flu." Humphries remarked, "What are they trying to do 
— train us to be jailbirds? " We looked forward to France and 
liberty. Finally we struck Mills and the grandest quarantine 
of all. For three weeks we never saw the outside world. It 
was the last straw. 

Corporal Burke didn't seem to mind the quarantine, how- 
ever. He said he didn't want to go to New York SLnyway. 

Finally we shook the dirt of Mills off our feet and boarded 
the U. S. S. Siboney for Newport News, Virginia, and landed in 
Camp Stuart. 

Camp Stuart was a brief period of boiling mess kits which 
had never learned to boil. Here, to our joy, the officers went 
on K. P. At one time Sergeant Hicks came running up to the 
"Top" and said: "Have you seen Lieutenant Sheffey?" 
Scribner scratched his head. "What do you want him for?" 
"I'm supposed to have six K. P.'s and Lieutenant Sheffey 
was supposed to be boiling mess kits but beat it!" 

We have now moved to Camp Casino among the coal piles 
and docks, niggers and "gobs. " Our duties now are all guard 
and the hard drills of the past are only memories. 

But, among other things, "K" Company was famous for 
the "Silent Manual." At the blast of a whistle we would 
execute everything from Present Arms to Parade Rest, much 
to Captain Beckett's deHght. Even the Mosquito Fleet 



320 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

learned this. In this connection, the writer cannot resist 
telling about Private Yandell. We were coming along the 
street the other day and he was on guard. A policeman blew 
his whistle, but Private Yandell didn't think what he was do- 
ing until he had executed the last movements of Parade Rest. 
However, the Company is now trained in everything. 
Even the old-timers will admit this. And, after all, the Com- 
pany was part of the ''increasingly superior numbers" which 
caused Germany to surrender. In these last few strenuous 
months lifelong friendships have been formed and we will 
always cherish the memories of "K" Company in the World 
War for Democracy. 







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AT the time Company "L" was at the Presidio of Mon- 
terey, California, in 191 3, it was commanded by 
Captain M. M. Keck. On January i, 19 14, Company 
"L" moved to the Presidio of San Francisco. 

As a imit, its stay was short, for on February 29, 1914; the 
second platoon was ordered to Fort Rosecrans, San Diego, for 
guard duty at the Mexican Internment Camp. There it was 
attached to "M" Company. 

On April 10, 1914, the first platoon, with the rest of the 
Twelfth, left the Presidio for field service in the hills back of 
Mayfield, California, and while camped there were ordered to 
the Border. They returned to the Presidio, packed up, and 
entrained on April 226., arriving at Nogales, Arizona, on April 
27, 1914. The second platoon rejoined the rest of "L" Com- 
pany during the following year and Nogales was its home for 
three years and one month. During most of this time it was 
commanded by Captain S. A. White. While stationed here 
it acquired Sergeant Cates from the Twentieth Infantry, Ser- 
geant Bennett from the Coast Artillery, Sergeants Pankov, 
Seals, Morrison, Williams, Cooks Lane and Wigstadt, Buglers 
Parkin and Farry, Mechanic Turek, and many other previous 
service men and recruits who are no longer with the Company. 

During this time the Company was often called out to pro- 
tect the Border from encroachment by hostile bands of Mex- 
icans who were attempting to take Nogales. One of these 
incidents ended in a three-cornered fight between General 



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Callies' Army, Villa's Army, and the Twelfth Infantry, in 
which "L" Company lost one killed and two wounded, one of 
the latter being Sergeant Gates. During the engagement the 
Company was commanded by Lieutenant Donnemiller. 

May 21, 1 91 7, saw the return of the Company to the Pre- 
sidio of San Francisco where it went into camp on the Exposi- 
tion Grounds. Here it was first commanded by Lieutenant 
A. G. Gillam, later by Captain B. G. Ferris, and finally by 
First Lieutenant Roy Sloan. 

On Jtme i, 191 7, the Regiment was divided into three parts, 
"L" Company forming the nucleus of the "L" Companies in 
the new Sixty-second and Sixty-third Regiments. 

While at the Presidio Sergeants Miskell from the Eighth; 
Lucas, from the Sixteenth; and Thurston from the Second, 
joined the Company, with many others who had enlisted for the 
duration of the war. Of these Corporals Hynes, Ownes, Paul- 
sen, Sansome, and Miskovsky are still with us. 

At the time Camp Lewis was being organized, the Company 
sent nine sergeants to train men sent there from the first draft. 

On January 2, 191 8, Company "L" left the Presidio for 
Gamp Fremont and after a memorable hike arrived there on the 
sixth. During the remainder of the winter the members of 
the Company spent their time in attending various specialist 
schools in preparation for the recruits, who were to bring it to 
full strength. During this time those men who had been at 
Camp Lewis returned to the Company. 

Early in May eighty men inducted and drafted from South- 
em California were received from Fort McDowell. Then 
followed weeks of the hardest drill and study. The new men 
soon won the respect of all by their willingness to work and 
learn. These recruits progressed rapidly through close order 
drill, gas and rifle range instruction, bayonet and grenade 
practice, 802 in the hills back of Stanford University, and 
various other specialist schools. 



Sports 




Watchful waiting 




"G" Company rivals Egyptian 
pyramid builders 



Captain Miller bats for "I" Company 




About to deliver a package 



Bayonet Fighting 




Bayonet faces 




Short Point " 



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About the first of August the Company was again split up. 
Several non-commissioned officers and practically all the pri- 
vates available for duty were picked to go to Siberia. Once 
more only a skeleton of a company was left with which to 
begin all over again. 

On Jime 5, 191 8, the fourth draft was registered. Recruits 
from Oklahoma were sent to Camp Fremont where they de- 
trained August 13, 1918. Here they were in training for two 
weeks in the Casual Camp and were assigned to the different 
companies of the Twelfth Infantry. 

Camp Lewis furnished the greater part of the recruits to 
"L" Company, these coming from the Western States, 
Washington and California being liberally represented. The 
first "rookies" from these States landed at American Lake, 
June 28th, eighty of them being assigned to "L" Company. 
Then followed long days of hard and intensive training, which 
were to prepare us for duty overseas. 

The story of "L" Company from this point is the story of 
the Regiment. From Camp Stuart we were sent, together with 
"K" Company, to guard the Debarkation Docks at Newport 
News. And there we stayed. We watched the others return 
from the glorious battlefields of France and envied them their 
chance to play an active part in the greatest drama of all 
time. We were not even understudies — merely stage-hands. 
But stage-hands are as necessary as leading men; though we 
had hoped for greater triumphs, our satisfaction has come 
through the belief that we, "L" Company of the Twelfth, 
have done our humbler duty well. 







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CAN you hear me down there? Can you hear me up 
there? Do you know what the Colonel told me? 
He said that *M' Company is the best company in 
the Regiment. Do you know what I told him? I said, 'Sure 
we are, because we work like "Hell" all the time.' " 

No, ladies and gentlemen, these are not musical mutterings 
of a maddened maniac nor the bright banterings of a barker in 
a side show. This article is written by members of "M" 
Company and so accustomed have we become to the above 
admonition, that arrangements have been made with our 
former doughty captain to make a phonograph record, and an 
order has been placed for shipment of one hundred and seventy- 
five victrolas to the homes of the members so that when we get 
that wonderftil piece of paper known as a discharge, we can 
milk the cows with our customary pep and enthusiasm. 

Since the signing of the armistice, we have had daily 
practice in coming on guard and executing the stationary long 
thrust with the pitchfork, and rtimor has it that the haystacks 
of the Pacific coast have become so nervous that they have all 
fallen to pieces and some of them have even spread as far east 
as the Mississippi River. 

But seriously, we in "M" Company are proud of our 
growl. We are proud of our record as bayonet fighters. The 
only test that the Regiment has had, that would approxi- 
mate the determination of whether or not we were real men, 
fighting men, fit to take our place among the heroes of Europe, 

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Company "M" 325 

has been in bayonet work. In this it is admitted on every 
side that "M" Company excels. So when "H" Company 
boasts of its exceptional ability in the execution of the parade 
rest, or "K" Company claims to be the best in the execution 
of "side-straddle hop," we do not argue with them. We do 
not admit that they are better than we are in any form of drill, 
but what is the use of arguing over little things. They all 
claim to be the best in these matters, but in the real things that 
count, in the criterion of real soldiers, the kind of soldiering 
that determines whether or not we are real fighting men, there 
is no one place that denies the superiority of the "Growling 
M's." 

In First Lieutenant Welch, we all feel that we have a 
friend and fatherly adviser. He is not essentially a military 
man, but he makes up for any lack of strict military demeanor 
by a combination of ability and good sense that inculcates 
in his men a feeling of respect and absolute confidence. Dis- 
cipline with him, in the ordinary sense of the word, is not 
necessary because his orders are always obeyed for the simple 
reason that they are always fair, always just, and always right. 

In Lieutenant Wood, we claim to have the real military 
officer of the Twelfth Regiment. Despite the fact that his 
shoulders are only decorated by a gold bar, there is not a man 
in "M" Company, who would not take his word over that of 
a majority of the captains of the Regiment. To him, soldier- 
ing is second nature. He is one of the few men in the infan- 
try who were commissioned direct and, despite the fact that 
he did not have the advantage of a three months' course from 
the International Correspondence School in how to be a shave- 
tail, there is nothing in the military world that he does not 
know. He is exceedingly strict. He knows what discipline 
means and he enforces it. But no one objects to taking orders 
from a man whom he respects as a gentleman and an officer. 

At the present time, " M " Company is sadly split up. One 



326 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

of our platoons is at Hampton guarding an Old Soldiers' home. 
Originally, it was thought that they were going over to guard 
a number of particularly dangerous general prisoners who had 
made the boast that they could not be kept in; so the com- 
mander planned to send over the third platoon. But when 
later it was found that the guard was over a number of old 
crippled soldiers who could not even move without the aid of 
a wheel chair, he sent over Sergeant Anthony and the second 
platoon. 

The new " M " Company was built up around the nucleus of 
about fifteen sergeants all of whom have served two or three 
enlistments and most of whom have been under fire on several 
occasions. They have been in the army so long that it has 
come to be home to them and their duties have come to be 
second nature. They know how to soldier and how to teach 
others to soldier. Any measure of success that we have at- 
tained has been due to their efforts. 

The first platoon has a sergeant who can find absolute 
happiness in a visit from the mail man. When Sergeant 
McLaughlin receives one of those dainty little missives from 
San Jose, the platoon drills in first class shape — movements 
are executed with a snap and precision! But let that post- 
master fall down on the job for a few days and we all become 
Johns. That first finger comes into play and the Sergeant 
starts: "I know, I know. You can't tell me." 

The second platoon is under the guidance of the fighting 
Dodder of whom we have spoken above. The third platoon is 
led by Sergeant Boyer who is known to his men as the squar- 
est shooter in the Company. He is a real man, with a world 
of experience, who takes his soldiering seriously and who is 
willing to do anything himself that he asks his men to do. 
The leader of the fourth platoon is Sergeant Moore who is a 
real Southern gentleman. He knows his drill by heart and be- 
lieves in winning the friendship as well as the respect of the men. 



Company " M" 



327 



One of the favorite forms of sport in " M " Company is 
the good old game of craps. 

We have four star shooters. They were so anxious to give 
the boys plenty of craps that they sent to New York for an 
especially nice pair of dice. But one fair evening, they got 
their hands twisted and some one discovered that it was im- 
possible to throw a seven without a point lower than a four 
on the dice. So they reformed, — and at the last report they 
were organizing a checker tournament at the Y. W. C. A. 

LET US GROWL 

We have drilled hours under a boiling sun 

Week after week with a pack and gun, 
Listened to the lament of "Shorty, Red or Sam" 

Swallowed the "Work like hell" nor found it sham, 
Growled at the bayonet work with a face fit for Hell, 

Said things that here I dare not tell; 
Yes, rolled our packs right, wrong, long and short. 

Played "stingaree" for an hour and called it sport. 
Seen men fall under the weight of their load 

Faint from the heat and dust of the road. 
We have read the bulletin on the wall 

And felt our hopes for freedom fall. 
BUT MORE; We are better men than when we left the "Local Board." 





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IN NEMORl AM 

OFFICERS AND MEN WHO HAVE DIED RECENTLY IN 

THE SERVICE OF THE TWELFTH INFANTRY 

Daniels, John 
Davis, Ferd M. 
Ellena, Giuseppe 
Haas, Leon 
Harrington, Oscar 
Johnson, William R. 
Kelly, Jack 
Little, Stephen D. 
McDonald, George 
Mackersie, Alfred 
Morse, William 
Ohm, John 
Paulson, Irving 
Quoidbach, Ipolite 
Rodgers, Joseph 
Rooker, Ernest W. 
Sheffield, Oscar G. 
St. Clair, George E. 
Thompson, William A. 
Wilcox, Chester M. 
Willey, Ernest N. 
Woodard, George 



CAPTAIN 
Walter Hellmers 

FIRST LIEUTENANT 
Eugene B. Carroll, Chaplain 

SERGEANTS 
Barton, Joseph 
Bostwicic, Fred E. 

COOK 
Yoimg, Arthur C. 

MECHANIC 
Schmidt, William 

CORPORALS 

Culhane, George Joseph 
Thompson, George 

PRIVATES 
Baker, Johnnie E. 
Carothers, Roy E. 
Cooper, Robert V. 

Iliiiiimmiiiiiiiiiimnniin' 



Hill 




Roster of Officers and Men of Twelfth 

U. S. Infantry 

1918-1919 



329 



Headquarters Company 

CAPTAIN 

EMMETT, MILTON W., Kellogg, Idaho. 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS 

COMBS, WILLIAM H., HERRON, PAUL A., 

Haines, Alaska. c/o A. G. O., Washington, D. C. 

SECOND LIEUTENANTS 

ELDRIDGE, JAMES C, BYRD, LINCOLN M., 

Powell, Wyoming. R. F. D. No. 3, BartJesville, Okla. 

MCALLISTER, HAROLD A., MOORE, RALPH, 

Downers Grove, 111. c/o A. G. O., Washington, D. C. 

REGIMENTAL SERGEANT MAJOR 

GRAHAM, JAMES H., 458 Exchange Street, Rochester, New York. 

REG. PERS. SERGEANT MAJOR 
SYLVESTER, WESLEY D., R. F. D. No. 10, Box 440, Los Angeles, Calif. 

EN. SERGEANT MAJORS 

GRAHAM, LUCIUS H., WILLIAMSON, RAYMOND C, 

175 Newbury St., Boston, Mass. 12th U. S. Infantry. 

ORR, THOMAS F., Lemoore, Calif. 

FIRST SERGEANT 

WISOTZKEY, DANIEL P., Williamsport, Pa. 

COLOR SERGEANTS 

TOMES, HENRY J., CAVANAUGH, PATRICK A., 

1246 Baldwin Ave., Detroit, Mich. 655 Beech St., Pottstown, Pa. 

MESS SERGEANT 
FAULKENDER, EVERETT, Brookfield Departments, San Francisco, Calif. 

SUPPLY SERGEANT 
PICCHETTI, ATTILIO, 33 Santa Theresa St., San Jose, Calif. 

STABLE SERGEANT 

JOHNSON, GRANVILLE E., 504 East CasweU St., Kinston, N. C. 

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ANDERSON, VICTOR E., 
266 Stark St., Portland, Ore. 

BARD, CHARLES B., 

637 Hamilton St., Harrisburg, Pa. 

BOYD, FRANK, 

Clarkston, Wash. 

BATEMAN, HOWARD S., 

421 S. 3d St., Albuquerque, New Mex. 

CLEAVER, HILARY, 

Sonora, Ky. 

DEAL, HAROLD R., 

1219 Oak St., Alameda, Calif. 

DEGEN, WILLIAM A., 

1 7 18 St. Charles St., Alameda, Calif. 

DRIVER, FORREST H., 
Milan, Ohio. 

GRAF, JOHN v.. 
Winters, Calif. 

GREEN, WILLIAM J., 

Glenhurst, Tregrehan Mills, St. Austell, 
Cornwall, England. 

HAYSLIP, RALPH S., 
Pomona, Calif. 



SERGEANTS 

HANSEN, OTIS E., 

1 130 W. 88th St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

HEALEY, SIMON F., 

662 Ninth St., San Bernardino, Calif. 

HEALOW, FRANK L., 

28 Avenue " B, " Billings, Montana. 

HUGHES, CHARLES D. T., 
Blaine, Wash. 

McLEAN, JOHN, 
Mingo Junct., Ohio. 

MILLER, WILLARD, 
Uniontown, Pa. 

ROBBINS, BRUCE S., 
Maston, Pa. 

SEWELL, FRANK C, 

333 E. Victoria St., Santa Barbara,Calif. 

SHIPSMAN, MARCUS, 

2759 Roxbury St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

WEJMAR, ARTHUR F., 
Turlock, Calif. 

WICHLACZYNSKI, JOHN A., 
2141 West i8th St., Chicago, 111. 



WOOD, JOHN R., Holden, Utah. 



CORPORAL BUGLERS 

CARLISLE, WILLIAM G., HALE, ERNEST C, 

U. S. I2th Infantry. Station "D," St. Joseph, Mo. 

WILCOTT, FRED, Sawtelle, Calif. 



CORPORALS 



BOYD, NEIL T., 

R. Route Ai, McLouth, Kans. 

COLLINS, ALLEN J., 

2275 Harrison Ave., San Diego, Calif. 

COX, SAMUEL, 
Lehi City, Utah. 

CHRISTY, HERBERT E., 

525 Turk St., San Francisco, Calif. 

DICKINSON, WILLIAM H., 

4107 Brooklyn Ave., Los Angeles, Calif. 

DI CORTI, ANGELO, 

2253 Fifteenth St., San Francisco, Calif. 

ELWELL, ANDREW H., 

313 Walnut St., Santa Paula, Calif. 

FARMER, RALPH M., 
Harvard, Nebr. 

FARVER, PERU, 
Academy, Okla. 

FLEURRY, THEODORE, 

Spokane Hotel, Spokane, Wash. 



FULLER, HIRAM C, 

1754 Santa Clara St., Santa Clara, Calif. 

GARLOCK, ROWLAND L., 

402— 14th St., S. W. Puyallup, Wash. 

GROSSI, ANGELO, 

1 186 Pacific Ave., San Francisco, Calif. 

HATFIELD, FREDERICK H., 
2219 D St., Bellingham, Wash. 

HEALEY, THOMAS J. S., 

507 Sanchez St., San Francisco, Calif. 
HEDBLOM, ERIC, 

Fairfield, Montana. 

JOHNSON, DAVID T., 

12th U. S. Infantry. 
JONES, IVOR A., ' 

235 North 6th St., San Jos6, Calif. 
KECK, HERMAN H., 

348 Victoria St., Portland, Ore. 
KIMBO, WILLIAM, 

Piedmont, South CaroHna. 



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333 



CORPORALS {Continued) 



KENNEDY, WALTER R., 
1 714 Boren Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

LAWSON, ARTHUR S., 
Seward Hotel, Seattle, Wash. 

McDOUGALL, FRED, 
Victorville, Calif. 

MacLENNAN, CHESTER D. N., 
627 West 8ist St., Seattle, Wash. 

MADSEN, CARLISLE B., 

263 West 5th St., Salt Lake City, Utah. 

MARTIN, JOHN, 
Morrison, Okla. 

MARTINSON, GUSTAVE F., 
R. F. D. No. I, Edmonds, Wash. 

McGEE, FRED, 
Douglas, Ariz. 

MOE, IVER, 

R. F. D. No. I, Spanway, Wash. 

NAVONE, CHARLES, 

21 13 Terry Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

NEAL, OTTO L., 

1402 Cleveland Blvd., Caldwell, Ida. 



NETTLETON, CHARLES, 
Murphy, Idaho. 

PETZOLD, EDWARD J., 

1647 McAllister St., San Francisco,Cali£. 

POWELL, WEBB, 

2125 Washington Ave., Des Moines, la. 

ROBINSON, WILLIAM L., 
Winters, Calif. 

ROYER, LUTHER R., 
Dillard, Douglas Co., Ore. 

SKINNER, EDWARD A., 

2026 Oakland Ave., Piedmont, Calif. 

SMITH, WM. L., 

925 Geary St., San Francisco, Calif. 

SPRINGER, SIDNEY, 
Record at Em. Hosp. 

THOMPSON, JOSEPH B., 
3766 Howe St., Oakland, Calif. 

TURPEINEN, HJALMER V., 
Box 638, Bessemer, Mich. 

WARD, IGNACIO E., 

1805 Buena Vista Ave., Alameda, Calif. 



WILLIAMS, COYD R., Catawba St., Lancaster, S. C. 



MECHANICS 



ANDERSON, JULIUS, 

816 North Unit St., Tacoma, Wash. 

GELDMACHER, EDWARD M., 
Sunland, Calif. 



BURKE, GORDON A., 

704 Centennial St., Webb City, Mo. 

CLARK, GEORGE, 

702 East 3d St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

DORSETT, PAUL R., 
Wellington, Kansas. 



HENRIKSON, FRANK, 

801 Columbia St., Seattle, Wash. 

WILLIAMS, BERT J., 

1340 Madison St., Oakland, Calif. 



COOK 



MABRY, WILLIAM R., 
Hayden Junction, Ariz. 

ROSE, HARRY, 
Pocatello, Idaho. 

YEAMANS, HARRY J., 
240 North Main St., Napa, Calif. 



WAGONERS 

CRISTINA, TONY R., TARPLEY, EDGAR, 

905 South 8th St., San Jos6, Calif. Collinsville, Texas. 

TOWNER, EMMETT E., Box 151, Grandview, Idaho. 

BAND 

ASSISTANT BAND LEADER 
O'BRIEN, CLEMENT C, 646 Kentucky St., Lawrence, Kansas. 



BAND SERGEANTS 



BRAZINSKI, PETER A., 
12th U. S. Infantry. 

KRATZ, CHARLES, 
Dubuque, Iowa. 



NAGEL, FRANK A., 

307 N. William St., Ludington, Mich 
STEIN, SOL E. 

Hayden, Arizona. 



334 Twelfth U. S. Infantry 

BAND CORPORALS 

BAGGS, CLARENCE A., LeGRO, WILLIAM E., 

179 North i8th St., San Jos6, Calif. Reedley, Calif. 

COSNER, AARON J., SCHARF, RALEIGH, 

Temple, Arizona, 508 W. 135th St., N. Y. C, N. Y. 

KEACH, GEORGE M., WENTZ, GEORGE M., 

Fredericktown, Mo. Danville, Va. 

MUSICIANS— FIRST CLASS 

FLINT, FRANK C. NICOLAS, FRANK, 

6 Clay St., Hartford, Conn. 493 North 19th St., San Jos^, Calif. 

KONCAL, JOSEF. OLESKEY, JOHN, 

1662 Blue Island Ave., Chicago, III. R. F. D. No. 6, Northeast, Penn. 

LARSEN, NILES P., WETMORE, HARRY W., 

3524 Morgan St., Seattle, Wash. c/o Dr. C. T. Wetmore, Hercules, Calif, 

MUSICIANS— SECOND CLASS 

BAPTISTE, VICTOR, MOUNTFORD, FRANK G., 

R. F. D., No. I, Box 43, Merced, Calif. 127 West St., Salt Lake City, Utah. 

BROWN, ZENITH W., PUPARD, MARCEL E., 

Wasco, Oregon. 1707 Geary St., San Francisco, Calif. 

QUAGLIOTTI, LOUIS, 175 No. Spring St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

MUSICIANS— THIRD CLASS 

ANTONI, OLIMPIO, GREGORY, JAMES H., 

749 Fillmore St., San Francisco, Calif. 514 North G St., Muskogee, Okla. 

BAILEY, FRANK E., Jr., HAYES, WILLIAM J., 

South Tacoma, Wash. Wallington, N. Y. 

BASKETT, LESLIE A., JELINEK, LEON W., 

Nezperce, Idaho. Crete, Nebraska. 

BERUTTO, EDWARD A., JENSEN, THORSTEIN, 

2132 Sutter St., San Francisco, Calif. 1543 Park Ave., Bremerton, Wash. 

BURKH OLDER, JAMES E., JONES, WALTER G., 

Georgetown, Colorado, Emerson, Arkansas. 

COLLINS, MYRON D., KREISA, CONRAD F., 

1248 Valencia St., Los Angeles, Calif. 260 Eighteenth St., Merced, Calif. 

DEL GUIDICE, ANGELO, MURPHY, ROBERT E., 

looi South Halstead St., Chicago, 111. 324 South Plumas St., Willows, Calif. 

ERICKSON, GEORGE P., ROOT, MERTON L., 

Idaho Falls, Idaho. Athol, Idaho. 

GARD, PETER W., STRALEY, CLAY A., 

Beresford, S. D. 1103 Brush St., Oakland, Calif. 

GARRAMONE, FRANK, WALKER, VALENTINE A., 

3312 N. Broadway, Los Angeles, Calif. Pahn Ave., Livermore, Cahf. 

WRIGHT, GEORGE M., Koosharem, Utah. 

PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 

APPLING, ROBERT E., BERGEY, ELMER L. T., 

Creston, Wash. 1137 W. Prov. Ave., Spokane, Wash. 

AREY, BENJAMIN R., BERNARD, ORIS E.. 

Mountain Ranch, Calif. Elk Point, South Dakota. 



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335 



PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS {Coatinued) 



BRUCK, EARLE L., 

941 West 50th Place, Los Angeles, Calif. 
BUNDY, ALBERT S., 

Yountville, Calif. 

BURKE, RALPH E., 

219 South Lilly, Moscow, Idaho. 
CARTER, ROBERT M., 

125 South Maple St., Casper, Wyom. 
CLARK, RICHARD W., 

2029 Windsor Av., Salt Lake City, Utah. 

COCHRELL, ALBERT N., 
Eraser, Idaho. 

COPELAND, LIONEL L., 

1 1 23 East 8th St., Oklahoma City, Okla. 

deClerck, henry, 

c/o San Vincente Lbr. Co., Santa Cruz, 
Calif. 

HOGG, LENNIE H., 
Hominy, Oklahoma. 

JOHNS, JOSEPH A., 

2920 Q St., Sacramento, CaHf. 
KENNEDY, ROBERT W., 

Box 175, Campbell, Calif. 

KLEINE, JOHN O., 

Las Animas, Colorado. 

KROTINGER, HARRY, 

Jerome, Arizona. 
MAYER, PAUL G. J., 

404 Federal Bldg., Tacoma, Wash. 

McGLATHERY, IVAN H., 

McLoud, Oklahoma. 
McLAUCHLAN, WALLACE H., 

1939 Twenty-fourth Ave., Oakland, Cal. 



MILLION, PAUL T., 

340 E. Wash. Ave., McAlester, Okla. 
MURRAY, JOHN L., 

c/o Keane Miller, Even Cattle Co. 
Roundup, Montana. 
PECKENPAUGH, HAROLD, 

Ritzville, Washington. 

POST, CLINTON R., 
Kirksville, Mo. 

PROVO, ISADORE L., 

723 Columbia St., Seattle, Wash. 

QUACKENBUSH, CHARLES E., 
Bennett Ave., Santa Rosa, Calif. 

RICHARDSON, CHARLES P., 
Ventura, Calif. 

SCHUBERT, EUGENE F., 
5th and Main Sts., Chico, Calif. 

SLADE, HAROLD F., 

E. 1608— 1 2th St., Spokane, Wash. 

STEPHENS, GEORGE C, 
Box 222, Arlington, Ore. 

SWAYZE, MICHAEL D., 

Chadron, Nebr. 

THOMPSON, CARL, 

Box 64, Cadogan, Alberta, Canada. 
WELCH, HEBER L., 

Lund, Idaho. 

WIMMER, WESLEY W., 
Paso Robles, Calif. 

YEAZEL, JOHN O., 

East Lynne, 111. 
ZIMMERMAN, EARL C, 

880 E. Yam Hill St., Portland, Ore. 



PRIVATES 



ACOSTA, FRED T., 

Hernandez, Calif. 

ADAMS, RUSSELL A., 
Arroyo Grande, Calif. 

AITON, HUGH A., 

1240 Broadway St., Alameda, Calif. 

ALEXANDER, CHARLES R., 

Petaluma, Calif. 
ALLDREDGE, SAMUEL H., 

2024 Eighth Ave., East Oakland, CaHf. 

ALLEN, HUGH C, 
Flat Creek, Tenn. 

ALLEN, JOSEPH S., 

Creston, Wash. 
ALLEN, RAYMOND C, 

Clark wood, Texas. 



ALVITRE, JOHN P., 

R. F. D. No. I, Salinas, Calif. 

AMBORN, ROLLA C, 

123 West 51st St., Seattle, Wash. 

ANDERSON, LEONARD R., 
Cotati, CaHf. 

ANDERSON, MERRITT H., 

Sherman Island, c/o Geo. H. Smith, 
Antioch, Calif. 

ANDREWS, ROBERT D., 

221 South Helena St., Spokane, Wash. 

ANZAR, REGINALD V., 
San Juan Bautista, Calif. 

ARANO, FRANK, 

417 Lincoln St., Watsonville, Calif. 



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PRIVATES 

ARNELL, WILLIAM S., 

St. Charles, Idaho. 
ARNOLD, WILLARD O., 

2002 S. 13th East, Salt Lake City, Utah. 

AUSTIN, JOSEPH S., 

R. F. D. No. 9, Box 89, Decatur, 111. 

BALKOW, FREDERICK W., 

903 W. Providence Ave., Spokane, Wash. 

BANCHERO, HENRY, 
22 Clay St., Napa, Calif. 

BARTON, ELGIN L., 

614 East Mohawk St., Portland, Ore. 

BASUINI, FRANK, 

956 Scott St., Santa Clara, Calif. 

BECKMAN, AXEL, 

Box 113, Rose Lake, Idaho. 
BENNETT, OTTO E., 

Alpine, Utah. 
BIRKLAND, GUSTAV, 

R. No. I, Box 177, Poulsbo, Wash. 
BOLER, GEORGE B., 

Darwin, Calif. 

BOLLA, ROMEO, 

336 Fremont St., San Francisco, Calif. 

BORTON, FRANK S., 
Box 272, Baker, Ore. 

BOWEN, WILLIAM E., 

R. F. D. No. I, Hollister, Calif. 

BRADLEY, GILBERT S., 
Carralitos, Calif. 

BRADY WILLIS R., 
Fairview, Utah. 

BRICE, WILLIAM J., 

4234 Densmore Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

BRILLOS, JAMIS J., 

Yamos Island, Crete, Greece. 

BULKLEY, SAMUEL L., 
Springville, Utah. 

BULLOCK, LEONARD W., 

117 South 9th St., Caldwell, Idaho. 

BUTLER, FRANK W., 
Santa Paula, Calif. 

CALBERT, RALEIGH C, 
Brooklyn, Wash. 

CALDWELL, GEORGE B., 

1006 E. Roosevelt St., Phoenix, Ariz. 

CARR, STEWART C, 
Taft, California. 

CAUDILL, CHARLES R., 

Box 325, Pawhuska, Okla. 
CHAPMAN, Ray E., 

523 Walnut St., Pendleton, Ore. 



{Continued) 

CHIONI, JOHN B., Jr., 

Healdsburg, Calif. 
CHRISTENSEN, ELWOOD M., 

405 East 4th N., Spanish Fork, Utah. 
CLARE, WALTER H., 

R. F. D., Manette, Wash. 

CLARK, WM. M., 
Menan, Idaho. 

CLARKE, JOHN T., 
Clearwater, Idaho. 

CLERKIN, PHILIP J., 

2880 Folsom St., San Francisco, Calif. 

COX, WALTER, 
Waterloo, Montana. 

CREWS, JOHN H., 

Biefer, Lassen County, California. 

CROFTON, WM., 

809 East Grand Ave., Everett, Wash. 

CRUSON, CLIFFORD L., 

220>^ Grand Ave., Portland, Ore. 

CUMMINGS, THOMAS J., 

351 Mission Ave., San Rafael, Calif. 

CUNNINGHAM, JAMES L., 
American Fork, Utah. 

CURREN, DORN, 
Jamestown, Calif. 

CURRIER, LESLIE W., 
Box 361, Fillmore, Calif. 

CYPHERS, FRANK, 

1078 Patton Ave., Portland, Ore. 

D'AMICO, GAINEY, 

1601 So. Sheridan Ave., Tacoma, Wash. 

DAVIS, JESSE T., 
Carey, Idaho. 

DENEEF, CHARLES E., 

1350 Guerrero St., San Francisco, Calif. 

DISPENSIERE, JOSEPH, 
211 Camden St., Newark, N. J. 

DONAHUE, THOMAS J., 
Box 262, Port Angeles, Wash. 

DOWNING, JOSEPH W., 

1325 Lucas Place, Seattle, Wash. 

DUCKERT, OTTO J., 

329 Sixth St., Bremerton, Wash. 

ELLIS, ALONZO H., 
Simi, California. 

ELLIS, WILBERT J., 
San Miguel, Calif. 

ELTON, LESLIE A., 

1504 East 7th St., SedaUa, Mo. 

EMERTON, GEORGE W., 
Ballard Station, Seattle, Wash. 



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PRIVATES 

ERNST, GEORGE J., 

37 Lundy Road, San Jos^, Calif. 
ESPINOZA, MIKE V., 

206 East N. St., Colton, Calif. 

EVANS, GLEN L., 
Wilder, Idaho. 

FARNSWORTH, DELBERT A., 
Garland, Utah. 

FARRELL, EARLE M.. 

4423 Thirty-first Ave., W., Seattle, Wash. 

FINCH, CLIFFORD L., 
Port Angeles, Wash. 

FIRQUIN, ROBERT A., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Ventura, Calif. 

FISCHER, ANDY V., 
Mokelumne Hill, Calif. 

FISK, ROGER L., 
Parma, Idaho. 

FOTHERINGHAME, JOSEPH R., 
Box 8, Oakland, Calif. 

GANDOLFO, LEWIE E., 
Box 344, Sonora, Calif. 

GARZONI, TONY, 
Concord, Calif. 

GILLIS, JOSEPH W., 
King Hill, Idaho. 

GLADIN, JOHN W., 

R. F. D. No. I , Appleton, Tenn. 

GONZALVES, MANUEL P., 

911 Fifty-second Ave., Oakland, Calif. 

GOULD, CLARENCE, 
Council, Idaho. 

GRAHAM, ALBERT, 

24 Main St., Mt. Morris, N. Y. 

GRAHAM, GEORGE W., 
Holly Tree, Alabama. 

GRANT, WALTER, 

115 South 13th St., Pekin, 111. 

HARRINGTON, JAMES P., 

4028 North nth St., St. Louis, Mo. 

HARRIS, JOE D., Jr., 

317 E. Park. St., Anaconda, Deer Lodge, 
Mont. 

HARTMANN, GEORGE B., 
601 North ist St., San Jos6, Calif. 

HEINE, DALE M., 

1518 N. Spurgeon St., Santa Ana, Calif. 

HILDEBRAND, OTTO H., 

3020 So. Cushman Ave., Tacoma, Wash. 

HUNT, EMMET, 

36 Bolton Place, Buffalo, N. Y. 



(Continued) 

JOHNS, RALPH, 

R. F. D. No. 4, Decatur, 111. 

JOHNSON, JOHN M., 
Montbome, Box 46, Wash. 

JONES, PRESTON E., 

427 Stockton St., San Francisco, Calif. 

JORGENSON, JACOB C, 

432 North Hamlin St., Chicago, 111. 

KAY, JAMES M., Jr., 
Fork, Washington. 

KENT, RICHARD, 
Marion, Indiana. 

KINVILLE, SAMUEL A., 

2027 Argyle St., Butte, Montana. 

KRENIK, ROBERT F., 

13 13 East 29th St., N. Portland, Ore. 

LATIMER, GEORGE A., 
R. F. D. No. I, Plaza, Wash. 

LENNON, RICHARD A., 
478 North 8th St., San Jose, Calif. 

LEWIS, LEAVELLE P., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Eupora, Miss. 

MALCHAU, WILLIAM, 
Port Angeles, Wash. 

MARAK, STEPHEN L., 
Atascadero, Calif. 

MATTSON, FREDERICK W., 

3629 N. Cheyenne St., Tacoma, Wash. 

McAllister, ivan c, 

Bemis, Maine. 

McCLURE, JOHN A., 

c/o Frank H. McClure, Eureka, Mont. 

McDANIEL, JAMES C, 
Hempwallice, Arkansas. 

McDOUGALL, ROBERT H., 

116 Locust St., Flushing, N. Y. 
MEEK, FRANK E., 

704 So. Kimball Ave., Caldwell, Idaho. 
MELTON, HARLAN, 

Route No. I, Box 77, Roseburg, Ore. 
MENGALI, GIORGIO, 

Rio Dell, Calif. 

MILLER, ALLEN T., 
Joyce, Washington. 

MORGAN, ALBERT, 

438 Coeur d'Alene St., Spokane, Wash. 
MULVANEY, JOHN F., 

Tomales, Calif. 

MURLEY, DENFORD, 
R. F. D. No. I, Montezuma, Tenn. 

OHNSTAD, HANS M. O., 
Frederick, So. Dakota. 



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O'ROURKE, IVAN D., 

1914 Summer St., Eureka, Calif. 

PARKER, GRAFTON R., 
South Cle Elum, Wash. 

PARTELLO, THEODORE E., 
721 Fifth Ave., E. Oakland, Calif. 

PICCHETTI, HECTOR J., 

33 Santa Theresa St., San Jos6, Calif. 

PORTER, HOWARD S., 

149 Elm St., Meriden, Conn. 

POTTER, LEW D., 

3819 Bagley Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

RICHARDS, EDWARD W., 
Bishop, Calif. 

RICHARDSON, RALPH E., 
Box 1 36 1, Goldfield, Nevada. 

RYAN, JERRY E., 

689 Northrup St., Portland, Ore. 

SANGWIN, FRED W., 

205 Arana St., Butte, Montana. 

SCARLETT, ASA L., 

Susiun, Calif. 
SCHOENE, CHARLIE A., 

Ritter, Ore. 
SHEFFIELD, OSCAR G. (Deceased), 

Rathdrum, Box 6, Idaho. 
SHEPPELMAN, CHARLES J., 

R. F. D. No. I, Cropsey, 111. 

SHERWOOD, FRANCIS A., 
Coupeville, Wash. 

SHERWOOD, HOWARD S., 

Nevada City, Calif. 

SLATER, BERT T., 

23d and Aloha Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

SMITH, BERT R., 

Route J., Box 327c, Fresno, Calif. 
SNOW, ROBERT R., 

207 E. Providence Ave., Spokane, Wash 

STANSBERRY, GEORGE, 

Bridgeville, Humboldt County, Calif. 



PRIVATES (Conilnued) 

STARCK, WALTER H., 



2230 Filbert St., San Francisco, Calif. 

STEWART, BRYAN G., 

Spanish Fork, Utah. 
STICE, CECIL, 

Rutherford, Calif. 

STONE, BERRY A., 

2626 West 64th St., Seattle, Wash. 

STONE, COLUMBUS F., 

Mansfield, Arkansas. 
STONE, ROY D., 

Madill, Oklahoma. 
TAGTMEYER, WILLIAM F., 

Stover, Mo. 

TAIX, JOHN L., 

1207 Morago St., San Francisco, Calif. 

TAYLOR, REYNOLDS, 
Nolan, Texas. 

WALL, SAM J., 
Mathis, Texas. 

WARNER, EZRA, 
Spanish Fork, Utah. 

WATERHOUSE, JOSEPH E., 
Waterville, Wash. 

WELLS, HARVEY L., 
Deeth, Nevada. 

WEST, CALVIN C, 
Box 92, Claremore, Okla. 

WHITE, PAUL A., 

Kent, Wash. 
WHITTEMORE, DORRIS R., 

Glendale, Ore. 

WILLIAMS, JAMES B., 
Sacramento, Calif. 

WYMAN, LEROY A., 
Oroville, Calif. 

ZEIGLER, RALPH E., 
Box 185, Lone Pine, Calif. 

ZEMLICKA, ALPHONSE D., 
Ida, South Dakota. 



Machine Gun Company 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS 

THOMAS, WILLIAM H., GORDON, CLIFTON R., 
2337 Eunice St., Berkeley, Cahf. 500 Hayes St., San Francisco, Calif. 

KELLY, JAMES E., NORBERG, WALTER L., 

U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. 1019 North Central Ave., Chicago, 111. 

SECOND LIEUTENANTS 

BERGSTROM, BERNHARDT L., HOBBS, CHARLES F., 

El Monte, Los Angeles Co., Calif. 208 Clark St., Fresno, Calif. 

FIRST LIEUTENANT ATTACHED 
ARNOLD, CHARLES W., 2430 Grant St., Berkeley, Calif. 

FIRST SERGEANT 
BOGUE, THOMAS J., Soledad, Calif. 

MESS SERGEANT 
CARPENTIER, FLUVIE S., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. 

SUPPLY SERGEANT 
McLARNEY, PETER J., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. 

STABLE SERGEANT 

HAWKINS, JOSEPH R., Malad City, Idaho. 

SERGEANTS 

JANSEN, PETER J., HOPSON, OSCAR G., 
U. S. A.,c/o A. G. O. Popular Bluff, Mo. 

VAN SANT, AUGUST F., SUTTON, TOM, 
Sacramento, Calif. Pine Valley, Miss. 

ROGERS, JASPER C, ALLEN, FOREST C, 

26 Wise St., Statesville, North Carolina. Maramec, Okla. 

KRZYKOWSKI, STANLEY J., WYLIE, SAMUEL H., 

Grand Rapids, Wis. U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. 

WOODS, VERTIS, THORNTON, WILLIAM S., 

Ft. Branch, Ind. Mebane, North Carolina. 

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GIBSON, ROSCOE S., 

Williamsfield, 111. 
BODOH, HARRY, 

Box 63, Ramsey, Mich. 
MURPHY, EMMET J., 

Jackson, Calif. 

HANSEN, ROY C, 

1619 Woolsey St., Portland, Ore. 

SHOCK, CLYDE L., 

Yerington, Lyon Co., Nev. 

SMITH, LEO, 

c/o Camp No. 3, Northland, Mich. 

McDonald, william e., 

2420 F St., San Diego, Calif. 



CORPORALS 

ACKERMAN, EDWARD L.. 
California, Missouri. 

STEELE, ALBERT, 
Ray, Arizona. 

KASH, OLIVER W., 

1205 Va. Ave., Joplin, Missouri. 

MARSH, VICTOR W., 

8th and Cedar Sts., San Diego, Calif. 
WILSON, LANGFORD R., 

15 1 5 Maple ton Ave., Boulder, Colo. 

POWER, ERNEST, 

Route No. 2, Yuma, Arizona. 

BROWN, ALBERT L., 

1022 E. 9th St., Owensboro, Ky. 



COOKS 

CARROLL, RICHARD E., FUTCH, JOHN L., 

Harrisburg, Ore. Tampa, Fla. 

KOEHLER, ARNOLD G., 1009 North Center St., Joliet, 111. 



BUGLERS 



WHIPPLE, CHARLES A., Jr., ist CI., 
611 N. Warren St., Helena, Mont. 



KOTTER, VICTOR M., 

Idaho Falls, Idaho, R. F. D. No. 4. 



MECHANICS 

CARPENTER, JOHN H., DONNELLY, LAUGHLIN, 

363 S. Lemon St., Orange, Calif. 506 W. 145th St., New York, N. Y. 

McMAINS, SHUBLE L., Cannelton, Ind. 

HORSESHOER 

BOWMAN, EILER W., Boulder Creek, Santa Cruz Co., Calif. 

SADDLER 
LARSON, VICTOR A., c/o Carl Johnson, Cohnan, South Dak. 



PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 



ALLEN, ELLESWORTH L., 

Miles, Iowa. 
AMOS, HUBERT, 

121 E. 6oth St., Los Angeles, Calif. 
CAMPBELL, GEORGE W., 

Virgil, Kansas. 
DAVIS, CECIL T., 

Latah, Wash. 

DIMOCK, GEDDES O., 

1610 Brush St., Oakland, Calif. 

EKKER, MARTIN, 

Mammoth, Juab Co., Utah. 

FARRIS, ROBERT N., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Lancaster, Mo. 



HEASMAN, CLARENCE C, 
816 Third St., Eureka, Calif. 

HELME, JOHN C. W., 

245 E. 4th St., Long Beach, Calif. 

HENNIGH, ROY G., 

236 W. So. Temple St., Salt Lake City, 
Utah. 

HILL, OSCAR E., 
Coeur d'Alene, Idaho. 

HOSKEN, ALBERT, 
Roy, Mont. 

HURLER, CLARENCE A., 
R. F. D. No. 3, Sandy, Utah. 



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PRIVATES— FIRST 

JOHNE, FRANK, 

Colton, Whitman County, Wash. 

KEELER, FRANK H., 
Grangeville, Ida. 

KING, CHARLES G., 
Entiat, Wash. 

KNIES, ARTHUR, 

4800 N. 13th St., Logan, Philadelphia, 
Penn. 

LARGENT, ROY E., 
Colfax, Washington. 

LERIE, LOUIS M., 
Elizabeth, Penn. 

LIVINGSTON, CHARLES W., 

1282 W. 29th St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

LOPRESTI, ANTHONY F., 

842 Waller St., San Francisco, Calif. 

MICHAEL, LOY A., 

1317 N. 22nd St., Boise, Idaho. 

MILLER, WILLIAM H., 
Gilroy, Calif. 

MONROE, CLINTON C, 
2109 E St., Eureka, Calif. 

O'HARE, CORNELIUS, 

Inspiration P. O., Miami, Ariz. 

O'LEARY, CERYL V., 

437 S. Crystal St., Butte, Mont. 

PARSONS, GERNNARD A., 

904 N. Harrison Ave., Pocatello, Idaho. 

PATTERSON, WILLIAM, 
Payette, Ida. 



CLASS {Continued) 

PENNINGTON, EARL L., 

R. F. D. No. 4, CUnton, 111. 
PEW, WILLIE L., 

U. S. A., care of A. G. O., Watseka, 111. 
POWERS, JESSE L., 

314 Knoblock, Stillwater, Okla. 
REED, GEORGE A., 

Salida, Colo. 

SEAMANS, HOWARD L., 

904 S. Grand Ave., Bozeman, Mont. 

SELF, EDWARD J., 
Camas, Wash. 

SIMPSON, NATHAN C, 
Thomas, Okla. 

SMITH, MERRILL, 
Winona, Ida. 

SPROUL, FRED C, 

191 1 Evans St., Cheyenne, Wyo. 

STEWART, JOHN W., 
New Albany, Miss. 

THOMAS, HOWARD G., 
R. F. D. No. I, Ceres, Calif. 

TUCHEL, BERT, 
Minier, 111. 

UTECH, HERBERT C. A., 

Terry, Mont. 

VITEK, JOSEPH, 

5101 S. Hermitage Ave., Chicago, 111. 
WELTER, JOHN, 

Lockport, 111. 

WILLIAMS, RUFUS F., 

550 Arroyo Drive, Pasadena, Calif. 



PRIVATES 



ANDERSON, CHARLES F.. 
Box 44, Woodland, Ida. 

ARMSTRONG, ROBERT M., 

339 N. Vermont Ave., Los Angeles, 
Calif. 

BAKER, GEORGE W., 

Sacramento, Calif. 

BEESON, GEORGE, 

Moab, Utah. 

BONNER, ERNEST L., 
Ticknor, Arkansas. 

BOYER, BASIL, 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 19, Kalama, Wash. 

BROWN, DANIEL B., 

Alford, Fla. 
BUTLER, RISSEL F., 

TyndaU, South Dak. 



CALVIN, AARON R., 
Box 252, Clarkston, Wash. 

CLAWSON, JAMES W., 
Hall, Mont. 

COOK, JAMES H., 
Driftwood, Okla. 

CORNWALL, CHARLES M., 
Rupert, Ida. 

COX, WILLIAM N., 

c/o C. B. & Q. R. R., Mullen, Neb. 

CROW, MERVYN K., 
Crows Landing, Calif. 

DOERR, EDMUND G., 
P. O. Box 217, Malta, Mont. 

EDMUND, HERBERT E., 
432 5th Ave., Seattle, Wash. 



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PRIVATES 

FAGNANT, ARTHUR J., 
Lava Hot Springs, Ida. 

FITCH, CHARLES H., 
Gridey, Butte Co., Calif. 

FOSTER, FRED K., 
Driftwood, Okla. 

FOUNTAIN, RALPH W., 
R. F. D. No. 2, Meridian, Ida. 

FRANKLIN, RUBEN C, 

P. O. Box 1638, Spokane, Wash. 

FRELLICK, RUFUS G., 

Fair land, Okla. 
FRENCH, HOWARD A., 

Worthing, South Dakota. 
GENTRY, AVERY A., 

Cottonwood, Ida. 

GODDARD, LEO W., 

c/o R. L. McCormick, Lewiston, Ida. 

GOSS, RALPH T., 

467 E. 50th St., Portland, Ore. 

GROSS, THOMAS M., 
Carthage, Miss. 

HADMAN, WILBUR F., 
Gen. Del., Spokane, Wash. 

HALL, FAY W., 

Eagle, Ida. 
HAM, WEBBER J., 

20 W. Iowa St., Denver, Colo. 

HARE, CHARLES M., 
Hill City, South Dakota. 

HARRIS, JOSEPH F., 
Arroyo Grande, Calif. 

HEAD, ELMER E., 

1277 — 64th St., Oakland, Calif. 

HOLT, JOHN W., 
Spanish Fork, Utah. 

HOUSTON, THOMAS, 
Pilot Rock, Ore. 

HUDLOW, RAY, 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 28, Spokane, 
Wash. 

HUGHES, FRANCIS T., 
Torrington, Wyo. 

ISBESTER, HERMAN W., 
308 W. 13th St., Pueblo, Colo. 

JENKINS, FRED., 
Clarkston, Wash. 

JOHNSON, ROY A., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 79, Ethan, South 
Dakota. 

KADINGER, FRANK N., 
Hartford, South Dakota. 



(Continued) 

KELLNER, JOHN J., 

415 N. 3rd Ave., Tucson, Ariz. 

KENNER, ROBERT H., 
Goldburg, Ida. 

KROHN, CHRISTIAN P. W., 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 264, Petaluma, 
Calif. 

LAMP, RAYMOND H., 
Walnut Creek, Calif. 

LEMA, ANTONE, 

Bay St., Santa Cruz, Calif. 

LLEWELLYN, CHARLES C, 
Concord, Tenn. 

MANGUM, BRYAN E., 

445 N, 5th W. St., Provo, Utah. 

MARSHALL, HARLEY L., 
Hudson, South Dakota. 

McCOTTER, JAMES M., 
Hartford, Mich. 

McDonald, clyde s., 

Vemonia, Ore. 

McFARLAND, JOHN D., 

Stent, Calif. 

McWHIRTER, HUGH, 
Cannon City, Colo. 

MIELKE, WILLIE C, 
Cameron, Ida. 

NEWBURY, RAY E., 
Prichard, Ida. 

NORTON, CLAYTON, 
Pierre, South Dakota. 

OLIVER, WILLIE C, 
Piney Flats, Tenn. 

OLSON, ELMER C, 

135 St. Ann's Ave., Bronx, New York, 
N. Y. 

PEART, RUSSEL L., 

256 Steele St., Toledo, Ohio. 

PUGH, GUY H., 
Peach, Wash. 

RAMSEY, MOODY, 
Lake City, Colo. 

REEVES, CLINTON, 
Riggins, Ida. 

ROSS, ERNEST A., 
La junta, Colo. 

SALENIS, ANDROS D., 
Pinole, Calif. 

SAMUELSON, ALFRED A., 

c/o National Film Corp. of America, 
Los Angeles, Calif. 



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PRIVATES 

SCHAFER, LESLIE W., 

Nezperce, Ida. 
SCHAHL, FREDRICK G., 

R. R. No. 5, Lincoln, 111. 

SCOTT, BEN, 
Westport, Wash. 

SCOTT, PHILIPS L., 

Fresno, Calif. 
SILVER, CHARLES M., 

2213 E. First St., Seattle, Wash. 

SIMON, EARLE M., 

Cherokee, Alfalfa County, Okla. 

SPANNUTH, OTTO E., 

Wisdom, Mont. 
SPITZNAGEL, HAROLD T., 

226 S. Philip Ave., Sioux Falls, South 
Dakota, 

SPRINGER, ALONZO E., 
Nunn, Colo. 

STILLWELL, HIRAM C, 

Glen Blair, Mendocino Co., Calif. 

STRANDBERG, ARTHUR F., 

Motor A., Div. 2, Box 195, Turlock, 
Calif. 



{Continued) 

STRAIGHT, BENJAMIN F., 

R. F. D. No. 4, Box 701, Sacra., Calif. 

STROHM, WALTER E., 
Calipatria, Calif. 

STROUD, HERBERT E., 
Filer, Ida. 

STUART, JOHN C, 

2722 Normandie Ave., Los Angeles, Cal. 

SUMMERS, LELAND, 

135 S. 4th St., Missoula, Mont. 

VESSELS, JAY R., 

c/o The Press, Sioux Falls, South Dak. 

VOLZ, FRANK F., 

625 W. Broadway, Anaheim, Calif. 

WANN, LEO H., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 6, Grangeville, Ida. 

WASKO, ARTHUR L., 

Gifford, Ida. 
WEBBER, JOSEPH B., 

Nemo, South Dak. 

WILCOX, GEORGE, 

Holyoke, Colo. 
WRIGHT, JAMES M., 

Council Hill, Oklahoma. 



Supply Company 



CAPTAIN 
SARGENT, CHARLES R., 57 Hartnell St., Monterey, Calif. 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS 

PRICE, EDWARD W., BOYLE, CHARLES, 

3940 So. Acoma St., Englewood, Colo. 853 West 63d St., Chicago, 111. 

SECOND LIEUTENANTS 

BEAUCHAMP, GEORGE G., ROSE, ALLAN P., 

Bixby, Oklahoma. 1929 Eighty-first St., Oakland, Calif. 

TRAYLOR, MAKLEN L., 2099 Emerson St., Denver, Colo. 

REG. SUP. SERGEANTS 

MULHALL, MICHAEL, WOOSLEY, WILLIAM, 

2128 Lexington Ave., New York City, Presidio of San Francisco, Calif. 

N. Y. 

WYATT, FRANK, 562 >^ Decatur St., Atlanta, Georgia. 

FIRST SERGEANT 
ARCHIBALD, ELLWOOD N., Dartville, Colchester Co., Nova Scotia. 

MESS SERGEANT 
MILLER, JOSEPH F., Kuna, Idaho. 

SUPPLY SERGEANTS 

BARRON, EARL W., HILL, GROVER, 

Calwa, Fresno Co., Calif. Paintrock, Alabama. 

HADLEY, EDWARD E., KRISTOFERSON, AUGUST C, 

Ontario, R. F. D. No. 189 A, Calif. 3710 Highlane, Seattle, Wash. 

STABLE SERGEANT 

HUGHES, JAMES W., Rusk, R. F. D. No. i, North Carolina. 

SERGEANTS 

EDWARDS, LIDDLE E., SACKEY, JOHN, 

1014 K St., Modesto, Calif. 311 Montgomery St., San Jos6, Calif. 

EVERETT HARRY O., CONNOLLY, JAMES J., 

228 W. i6th St., New York City, N. Y. 2136 Madison Ave., Kansas City, Me. 

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CORPORALS 



BOZELL, CHARLES R., 
Route 4, Kempton, Indiana. 

FISH, DAVID D., 
Clyde, North Carolina. 



HALEY, WILFORD L., 
Cobden, Illinois. 

JOHNSON, TOM, 

R. F. D. I, Box I ID, Long Beach, Calif., 
c/o H. Bell. 



MACKEY, MARSHALL P., 91 1 Boyer St., Richmond, Indiana. 



COOKS 



BAARSTAD, ELMER J., 

Ballard, Washington. 
GAJEWSKI, JOHN D., 

2338 California St., San Francisco, Calif. 
McCLURE, EARL C, 

Winnemucca, Nevada. 



McLENNAN, DONALD J., 
Gen. Del., San Francisco, Calif. 

SHEVLIN, FREDERICK L., 
Grass Valley, Calif. 

VELIE, EARLE W., 

1 12 Tonnelle Ave., Jersey City, N. J. 



WILLIAMS, ALBERT V., Route 4, Adrian, Missouri. 



HORSESHOERS 



MOORE, FREDERICK A., 
Box 92, Lone Pine, Calif. 

NOBLES, HARRY A., 
Bishop, Inyo Co., Calif. 



PEDROTTA, LOUIS, 
Cayucos, California. 

PUTNAM, BERT, 

37 West 12th St., Jamestown, N. Y. 



WOODARD, CLYDE H., Widtsoe, Utah. 



MECHANICS 



ANDERSON, ELLIS L., 

R. F. D . No. I, Major, Virginia. 

DELIMAN, PAUL, 
Nogales, Arizona. 



O'MAHONY, FRANK, 
Burnt Fork, Wyoming. 

ROOT, BENJAMIN R., 
Bryson, Monterey Co., Calif. 



SADDLER 

McKENZIE, ROWLAND P., Monticello, Napa Co., Calif. 

WAGONERS 



AGEE, ROY L., 

1215 Roosevelt Ave., Stockton, CaHf. 
BACHER, EDMUND, 

Vineburg, Calif. 

BARRINGTON, WILLIAM E., 

King City, Calif. 
BASCOM, FRANK, 

Box 521, San Francisco, Calif. 

BEATON, ALEXANDER L., 
Box 35, Mold, Washington. 

BERTATTA, ANTONE, 

Douglas Flat, Calaveras Co., Calif. 
BIANCHI, LINO, 

Cayucos, Calif. 

BINO, JOSEPH, 
Shelburn, Oregon. 

BISHOP, GEORGE S., 

1 122 Pinem St., San Francisco, Calif. 



BLACK, TOM, 

Gen. Del., Sacramento, Calif. 

BLOOM, HAROLD B., 

Box 474, Watsonville, Calif. 

BROWN, JOSEPH D., 

R.F.D. No. 4, Box 75, Watsonville, Cal. 

BRUNE, ALFRED J., 

18 North Church St., Salinas, Calif. 
BRYANT, WALTER F., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Bellingham, Wash. 
BUNCH, BERT E., 

Union Post Office, Calif. 

BUNKER, CLARENCE S., 

7348— 25th Ave., N. W., Seattle, Wash. 

CANAPA, DOMENICO M., 

Box 65, Forestville, Sonoma Co., Calif. 

CERNY, GEORGE, 

R. F. D., Box 25, Odessa, Wash. 



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WAGONERS 

CHRISTENSEN, CHRISTOPHER A., 
Box 341, Paso Robles, Calif. 

CLARK, ROBERT L., 

Toppenish, Wash., c/o Olive B. Sharp. 

COMPAS, JOE, 

501 Ninth St., Bakersfield, Calif. 

CURTIS, ROY C, 
2326 Fourteenth Ave., So. Seattle, Wash. 

DeFREECE, JOSEPH, 

Wilbur, Wash. 

DOLAN, FRANK J., 
Box 74, Castorville, Calif. 

DOWNES, JOSEPH M., 

914 North 6th St., St. Joseph, Mo. 

EBERT, HENRY R., 

Charleston, Wash. 

EDWARDS, GEORGE W., 

Box 219, Salem, Oregon. 
FARRINGTON, HOWARD C, 

Chalfont, Calif. 
FILLIPPINI, GEORGE, 

Davenport, Santa Cruz Co., Calif. 
FRIED, WATSON M., 

Davis, Calif. 
GOLDEN, LLOYD, 

209 W. Sumach St., Walla Walla, Wash. 
GOSSETT, ROBERT B., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Central City, Ky. 
HARDENBURGH, WILLIAM E., 

Cholame, San Luis Obispo Co., Calif. 
HARNED, CARL S., 

Gen, Del., Seattle, Wash. 
HAYES, DESTON L., 

Zamora, Yolo Co., Calif. 
HEATHER, NICHOLAS, 

Box 517, R.F.D. No. 2, Santa Rosa, Cal. 

HENDERSON, ENOS, 

c/o Ben Cook, Stevensville, Montana. 

HILL, HOWARD, 

c/o Mrs. E. C. Bales, R. F. D. No. i. 
Red Key, Indiana. 
HOBBS, JASPER R., 

Arroyo Grande, Calif. 
HOTCHKO, JOE, 

Jessup, Pa. 
HOWARD, ELLIS L., 

Brentwood, Calif. 
ISIDORO, FRANK, 

San Gregorio, Calif. 

JOHNSON, AXEL W., 
R. F. D. No. I, Box 213, Turlock, Calif. 

KALAR, CHARLES R., 
San Miguel, Cahf. 



(Continued) 

KANE, THOMAS, 
Bloomfield, Calif. 

KILLEEN, EARL C, 
605 Lenora St., Seattle, Wash. 

LAWHORN, ANDREW, 

R. F. D, No. I, Box 30, Hulbert, Okla. 

LESTER, PARIS M., 

1444 Edgewood Ave., Knoxville, Tenn. 

LILES, JIM F., 
Mesquite, Texas. 

LORANGER, ISADORE, 
R. F. D. No. 2, Winters, CaUf . 

LYLE, HUGH A., 
2 18 S. Hudson St., Oklahoma City, Okla. 

MARCH, BYRON D., 
MillviUe, Shasta Co., Calif. 

MARSH, WILLIAM L., 
R. F. D. No. 4, Nampa, Idaho. 

McKEAN, PAUL L., 

c/o Miss K. E. McKean, 646 O'Farrel 
St., San Francisco, Calif. 
McKINNON, WILBERT H., 

218 Washington St., Red Bluil, Calif. 

McMILLEN, EARL R., 
P. O. Box 444, Oxnard, Calif. 

MEDEIROS, MANUEL, 

356 Seventh St., HoUister, Calif. 

MENDOSA, FRANK P., 

Box 153, Milpitas Rd., San Jos6, Calif. 

MEYERS, EDDIE, 

4720 Calumet Ave., Chicago, 111. 

MOODY, FRED F., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Winters, Calif. 

NAPOLITANO, PAUL, 

Box 393, Route "A, " San Jos^, Calif. 

NOIA, FERDINAND, 
Danville, Calif. 

ORTEGA, MIGUEL, 

212 Olive St., Ventura, Calif. 

PAULA, FRANK M., 
Route I, Box 292, Petaluma, Calif. 

PEREIRA, JOSEPH, 

R. R. I, Box 123, 34th St., San ]os6, Cal. 
PERRY, ERNEST J., 

192 Shortridge Ave., San Jose, Calif. 
ROSE, JOE P., 

Box II, Mount Hamilton Rd., San ]os6, 
Calif. 

SCHULZE, NICHOLAS C, 

c/o O'Connell Bros., San Jos6, Calif. 

SHARP, PHILANDER M., 
Woodland, Yolo Co., Calif. 



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WAGONERS 

SHEPARD, ELMER M., 

909 — 14th Ave., South, Nampa, Idaho. 

SMITH, HARRY W., 

no South 14th St., Tacoma, Wash. 

SNODGRASS, ALVA D., 

c/o Gladys Worman, Nespelen, Wash. 

STEERS, CARYLL U., 

c/o J. K. P. Elsea, Center, Mo. 

STOUT, JOHN H., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 100, Wagoner, Okla. 

STOUT, WILLIAM H., 
North Muskogee, Okla. 

SUNKEL, LOUIS G., 
Harrison, Idaho. 

WRIGHT, WILLIAM M, 



{Continued) 

THOMPSON, CHARLES, 
501 Main St., Petaluma, Calif. 

URBEN, WALTER, 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 21, San Luis Obispo. 
Calif. 

VINEY, MARION L., 

Napa, Napa Co., Calif. 
WALKER, HARRY E., 

114 Park Ave., Oak Grove, Monterey 
Co., Calif. 

WALDRIP, KAY A., 
Port Angeles, Wash. 

WELCH, WARREN, 

Gen. Del., Seattle, Wash. 
, Davis, Yolo Co., Calif. 



PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 



BURGESS, THOMAS J., 
269 Green St., Albany, N. Y. 

INGLIN, GUS, 
Grafton, Calif. 

MLEZIVA, MARTIN J. 
Snohomish, Wash, 



PERRY, MARTIN, 

6530— 19th Ave., N. W., Ballard Sta., 
Seattle, Wash. 

SMITH, EDWARD, 
Thacker, West Virginia. 

SNOW, SHADRACH E., 
Parma, Idaho. 



PRIVATES 



BAKER, JACK D,, 
Cummings, Calif. 

BELLA, GIOVANNI, 

96 Garfield St., Santa Cruz, Calif. 

BERNAL, JOHN B., 

74 Edwards Ave., San Jos6, Calif. 

BRINK, THEODORE, 
Forest Lake, Minnesota. 

BROWN, EDWARD E., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Box 85, Coweta, Okla. 

BROWN, JOHN C, 
Camden, Missouri. 

BRYANT, MARK A., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Caldwell, Idaho. 

CHILDERS, BEN T., 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 54, Coweta, Okla. 

FJELLANGER, JOHN J., 
Harrington, Wash. 

GILBERT, HENRY, 
Gen. Del., Portland, Ore. 

HAGUE, EINER, 

1003 Pine St., Seattle, Wash. 

HUNT, MARK L., 
Buffalo, Mo. 



JOHNSON, GEORGE E., 

1013 Kearney St., Atchison, Kansas, 
c/o Mrs. Luther Dickerson. 

KRUEGER, HENRY C, 

Pattway, Calif., via Maricopa. 
LOGAN, JOE B., 

Englewood Ave., Englewood, N. J. 

McDERMOTT, JOHN P., 

1 1 54 Folsom St., San Francisco, CaHf. 
McKEE, JAMES, 

c/o John McKee, 357 — 54th St., Bay 
Ridge, Brooklyn, N. Y. 

NORMAN, CHESTER F., 

Stigler, Oklahoma. 
OLSEN, EDGAR, 

R. F. D. No. 3, Ferndale, Wash. 

OLSEN, FRED, 
Hadlock, Wash. 

O'NEAL, JOHN S., 

Beaumont, Texas. 
PACKER, WALTER L., 

420 East Cherry St., Nevada, Mo. 
PROKES, JOE, 

4744 South Ada St., Chicago, 111. 



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RICKS, WESLEY, SPINELLI, JOSEPH, 

Rexburg, Idaho. 2314 E. Heartson Ave., Spokane, Wash. 

WESTPHAL, JOSEPH H., 155 Montgomery St., San Jos6, Calif. 

Ordnance Detachment 

ORDNANCE SERGEANT 

ARBUCKLE, ORLO W., Cassville, Missouri. 

CORPORAL 

LILLY, DeWITT T., Norwood, North Carolina. 

PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 

KURPIERS, JOHN, WHITE, HARRY H., 

8468 Commercial Ave., Chicago, 111. 621 Thirtieth St., Newport News, Va. 

PRIVATES 

CLARKE, GEORGE W., HOBBS, HUBERT M., 

325 So. School St., Fayetteville, Ark. Wiwa Hill, Sasketchewan, Canada. 

GLENNON, JAMES T., STEVENS, WALTER D., 

Ill James St., New Haven, Conn. Gen. Del., Elizabeth, Indiana. 



Medical Detachment 

MAJOR M. C. 

PASCO, JAMES D., P. & O. Steamship Co., JacksonviUe, Florida. 

CAPTAIN M. C. 

MUNGER, ARTHUR L., PETERSEN, RALPH W., 

344 Fulton St., Palo Alto, Calif. 2147 Caton St., Chicago, 111. 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS M. C. 

PAVY, ALBERT B., SCHMIDT, RUDOLPH E., 

Opelousas, Louisiana. 847 Bryant St., Palo Alto, Calif. 

ALLEN, CHARLES H., Odessa, Mo. 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS D. C, 

GILBRIDE, RODERICK F., BURGESS, JOHN P., 

Mill Valley, Calif. 518 Battier St., Manhattan, Kansas. 

CURRY, RAY D., STONE, FAY G., 
301 Walnut St., S.E.,Minneapolis,Minn. Denair, Calif. 

SERGEANTS— FIRST CLASS 

CUNNINGHAM, HANES H., GORHAM, HENRY M., 

St. John, Washington. 996 Mission St., San Jos^, Calif. 

SERGEANTS 

HART, ARTHUR R., RANDALL, ARTHUR E., 

Main St., Ilo, Idaho. 13 North Stone Ave., Tucson, Arizona. 

HART, WALTER W., STALKER, KEITH E., 

1614 Van Buren St., Oregon City, Ore. Rudd, Iowa. 

POOLER, RAYMOND V., WARD, FREDERICK A., 

Bridgeport, Nebraska. 771 Fifth Ave., San Bernardino, Calif. 

PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 

BINGAMAN, LESLIE R., DEAN, ROY B., 

Gonzales, Calif. Las Animas, Colorado. 

BROWN, CLEMENTS W., FARRAR, WILLIAM, 

Clements, California. 291 — 24th Ave., San Francisco, Calif. 

CALDWELL, LORRIN L., GAHLSDORF, FREDERICK, 

Meridian, Idaho. 135 North Liberty St., Salem, Ore. 

DALVE, HENRY C, GANZERT, FREDERIC W., 

Woodside, California. Route 3, Box 528, Santa Rosa, Calif. 

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PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS (ConUaued) 



GOULDING, JOSEPH H., 

3157 Jackson St., San Francisco, Calif. 

HANSBY, EDWARD V. J., 

Hilton, Calif. 
LIVINGSTON, EWART, 

North, S. C. 



PARSONS, CHARLES W., 
1429 Grove St., Oakland, Calif. 

PLECQ, EUGENE H., 

3020 West St., Oakland, Calif. 

WHITEHEAD, FINIS H., 
Martin, Tenn. 



PRIVATES 



AHERN, GEORGE R., 

414 N. Lincoln St., Aberdeen, S. D. 

BISHOF, WILLIAM, 
Anaheim, California. 

BURNS, ROBERT, 

81 1 >^ W. 40th Place, Los Angeles, Calif. 

CHRISTENSEN, ELERY, 

Box 141, Redmond, Utah. 
CONNOLLY, FRANK W., 

3740 Grove St., Oakland, Calif. 

DIETRICK, CHARLES S., 

309 East 7th St., Okmulgee, Okla. 

DRINVILLE, EUGENE J., 

PhiHpsburg, Montana. 
ELLERSICK, WILLIAM H., 

901 W. Montgomery St.,Spokane,Wash. 

FOSTER, CHARLES A., 

227 East nth St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

FULWIDER, WILLIAM S., 

1442 Fernside Blvd., Alameda, Calif. 

GARRY, CHARLES J., 

161 Buchanan St., San Francisco, Calif. 

GILROY, HARVEY A., 

Oregon City, Oregon. 
HARDEE, RULON, 

Huntington, Utah. 

JETER, RASTUS J., 

Springfield, Miss. 

KEY, CARL B., 
Rutledge, Tenn. 



KITZMILLER, RALPH, 

Anchorage, Alaska. 
LYONS, EDWARD E., 

225 Sixth St., San Francisco, CaUf. 

McCONVILLE, JOHN P., 

Wilburton, Okla. 
MONTGOMERY, ARTHUR L., 

Eureka, Calif. 

MUCKJIAN, HARRY S., 

352 Van Ness Ave., Fresno, Calif. 

SCACE, GUY G., 

Tenino, Wash. 

SHEA, FRED E., 

3315 Pacific Ave., Tacoma, Wash. 

SNYDER, DAVID P., 

Madison, Calif. 
STONE, NAFTAL, 

3445 West 13th Place, Chicago, 111. 

THORNTON, ROLLO, 
Pleasant Grove, Utah. 

TORELL, MILTON E., 
Cambridge, Minn. 

VENTER, JOHN G., 

Afton, Wyo. 

WAGER, FRANK J., 

553 McLoughlin Ave., Portland, Ore. 

WASELL, OLOF W., 

1716 West 64th St., Seattle, Wash. 

WINJUM, ODEAN A., 
Willow Lake, S. D. 



Company "A" 



CAPTAIN 
HARDY, REX G., 725 So. Union Ave., Los Angeles, Calif. 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS 



ROSS, LESLIE N., 
Portland, Ore. 



BERANEK, EDWARD, 

1 190 Forest Ave., Cleveland, Ohio. 



SECOND LIEUTENANTS 



SCHWARTZ, FRANK CARL, 
U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. 



STEWART, JOHN S., 

3453 East 6th St., Los Angeles, Calif. 



FIRST SERGEANT 

MARKLE, FRANK D., 728 Seventy-third Ave., Oakland, Calif. 

SERGEANTS 



BLACK, JAMES R., 
McKeen, 111. 

BOWLER, PATRICK J., 

329 Miller Ave., South San Francisco, 
Calif. 
FITZGERALD, FRANK, 

Brooklyn, N. Y. 

HEATON, DAVID W., 
Whittier, Calif. 

JOHNSON, WILLIAM A., 

4733 — 35th St., San Diego, Calif. 

LONG, RALPH M., 
Sheridan, Calif. 

MILLER, FRANK, 
Oshkosh, Wisconsin. 



MOORE, PETER J., 

2123 Third Ave., Altoona, Penn. 

MORGAN, WALTER G., 

R. F. D. No. 6, Box 170, Bakersfield, 
Calif. 

NEZGODA, JACOB, 

2434 So. Whipple St., Chicago, 111. 

RODGERS, ERNEST C, 
Merced, Calif. 

SNYDER, FRED D., 
Olympia, Washington. 

SUMMEY, GEORGE E., 

2 19 1 Everett St., San Diego, Calif. 

WALSH, HARRY T., 

1427 So. 8th St., Springfield, 111. 



BOOT, CHARLES G., 

1816 Mulberry St., Alameda, Calif. 

BRAGDON, WALTER W., 

2712 N. loth St., Tacoma, Wash. 

CALDWELL, BENJAMIN P., 
Batons, Idaho. 

CUMMINGS, CLARENCE, 

1387 Stratford Ave., Salt LakeCity,Utah. 

DIGGS, JOSEPH E., 
Madill, Okla. 



CORPORALS 

DWYER, JOHN E., 

423 Taft St., Okmulgee, Okla. 

FARMER, EARL E., 

362 E. So. Main St., Blackfoot, Idaho. 

FELTON, BASIL, 

3224 Portland Ave., Tacoma, Wash. 

FLETCHER, EDWARD L., 
Midvale, Idaho. 

GRANT, EARL, 
Condon, Oregon. 



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CORPORALS 

HAASE, DAVID H., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Gorrie, Ontario, Can. 

HAIRSTON, THOMAS R.. 

313 N. lOthSt., Santa Paula, Calif. 

HITE, WILLIAM H., 

409 W. Main St., Santa Maria, Calif. 

JONES, ELMER M., 
Weiser, Idaho. 

LADD, HARRY H., 
Phoenix, Ariz. 

LAUGHLIN, JOHN H., 

1709 Q St., Sacramento, Calif. 

LIKOWSKI, JOSEPH H., 
Council Hill, Okla. 

LIONBERGER, LELAND A., 
Payette, Idaho. 

LONG, GEORGE W., 

115 So. 4th St., Muskogee, Okla. 



(Continued) 

LUNDY, HARRY A., 
Homedale, Idaho. 

PAIGE, CLYDE A., 

Park Lodge, Pomona, Calif. 

ROSLOW, JOHN, 
Vallejo, Calif. 

SCHELL, JACOB, 

Warden, Wash. 

SEE, MERL E., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Boise, Idaho. 
WAGNER, FRANK A., 

R. F. D. No. 4, Snohomish, Wash. 
WESTFALL, PERRY K., 

8ii>^ E. Howell St., Seattle, Wash. 
WOODWARD, JESSE W., 

8th & Lincoln Sts., Port Angeles, Wash. 
WRIGHT, JOSEPH H., 

89th St. & Woodland Park Ave., Seattle, 
Washington. 



COUGILL, CHARLES B., 
Cougill Hotel, Portland, Ind. 

GUERRY, BENTON L., 
Mill Creek, Okla. 



COOKS 



HARDIN, CHARLES R., 
Fruitland, Idaho. 

QUINN, PHILIP, 

1416 Locust St., Long Beach, Calif. 



ADAMS, JAMES, 
Roslyn, Wash. 

HANDLEY, PERRY L., 
San Juan Capistrano, Calif. 



MECHANICS 



PEARSE, JOHN W., 

819 Sixteenth St., Bellingham, Wash. 

WELSH, ROBERT, 
Ronald, Wash. 



BUGLERS 



RODRIGUEZ, DANIEL T., 

218 Second St., Watson ville, Calif. 



WEAVER, FLOYD J., 

3930 Hudson St., Seattle, Wash. 



PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 



BENGTSON, LESTER J. A., 

Monroe, Wash. 

BLAVET, JOSEPH, 

1422 W. 47th St., Seattle, Wash. 
BOWDEN, JOSIAH, 

7 Second St., Roslyn, Wash. 

BROKAW, HENRY L., 

2015 James St., Bellingham, Wash. 

COLLINS, ENOCH E., 
Niota, Tenn. 

CRAWFORD, CLARENCE O., 
Casa Loma Apts., Pasadena, Calif. 

ENOS, JOHN J., 

1023 Snyder Ave., West Berkeley, Calif. 



GARRISON, GUY G., 

1902 Tenth Ave., N. Seattle, Wash. 
GILLETTE, HOWARD T., 

Oketo, Kansas. 
HARRELL, BRYAN, 

448 N. i6th St., Murphysboro, 111. 

HARTER, ERNEST J., 

2107 So. 1 2th St., Tacoma, Wash. 

HEINLEY, FLOYD E., 
Palisades, Colorado. 

JENNINGS, SULLIVAN R., 
Douglas, Ariz. 

LaMARE, CLARENCE J., 
141 1 — nth Ave., Seattle, Wash, 



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LEONARD, ROY H., LIFE, RALPH, 

1712 W. North St., Bellingham, Wash. West York, 111. 

LEWIS, MELL, PERSONETT, PAUL H., 

Pawhuska, Oklahoma, 4523 Lucille St., Seattle, Wash. 



PRIVATES 



ADAMS, LUTHER J., 
Walnut Cove, N. C. 

ANDERSON, ED. J. 

806 East Court St., Weiser, Idaho. 

ANDERSON, LOUIS O., 
Council, Idaho. 

ARMSTRONG, FRED, 
McCurtain, Oklahoma. 

ATTEBERY, HENRY, 
Route No. 2, Weiser, Idaho. 

AYER, FORREST W., 

Flagstaff, Ariz. 

BACIGLEIRO, JOSEPH, 

603 Jackson St., Seattle, Wash. 

BAGLEY, ARTHUR G., 

559 E. 32nd St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

BAKER, HAROLD J., 

4015 Elston Ave., Chicago, 111. 

BAKER, HENRY C, 
415 Gowe St., Kent, Wash. 

BALLENTINE, FINIS D., 
Monroe, Wash. 

BARKER, ALFRED M., 
Elba, Idaho. 

BARLOW, LOUIS S., 
Rudy, Ark., 

BATTEN, EDWARD H., 
Port Blakely, Washington. 

BERG, GEORGE R., 

514 5th Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

BERG, HARRY O., 
Glyndon, Minn. 

BETTS, STEPHEN A., 
Wetumka, Okla. 

BIGELOW, HAL D., 

Edmonds, Wash. 

BIRD, OWEN A., 
Payette, Idaho. 

BONTZ, LEROY E., 
Glasford, 111. 

BOTTGER, NORMAN G.. 
909 8th Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

BRESKO, JOHN, 
Cle Elum, Wash. 

BROWN, ARTHUR, 
Fredericktown, Mo. 
23 



BROWN, ARTHUR P., 

3217 Berteau Ave., Chicago, 111. 

BROWN, ROBERT E., 

5404 38th Ave., S. E. Portland, Oregon. 

BUCK, RALPH E., 
Cambridge, Idaho. 

BURROWES, JAMES L., 

Sequim, Wash. 

BUTSON, CHARLEY T.. 
Toroda, Wash. 

CARNATHAN, CLARK, 
Speer, Okla. 

CAROLA, ANTONIO, 
Pocatello, Idaho. 

CHITWOOD, MEIRL, 
Antlers, Okla. 

CHURCHILL, NORMAN E., Jr. 

1528 i8th Ave., Seattle, Wash. 
CLARK, FRED, 

2350 55th Ave., Oakland, Calif. 
COATES, EARL J., 

French, Idaho. 

COATES, GEORGE B., 
French, Idaho. 

COLE, ALBERT E., 
Porum, Oklahoma. 

COMBS, WILBUR L., 

35 Custer Ave., Billings, Montana. 
COX, JOEL J., 

Idabell, Okla. 

COX, WILLIAM J. B., 
Cambridge, Idaho. 

CRANDALL, PAUL D., 
Washington, D. C. 

CRIM, HARVEY L., 
Weiser, Idaho. 

CULLISON, JESSE D., 
Idaho City, Idaho. 

DAHLINGER, WALTER J., 
Detroit, Mich. 

DALKE, ARTHUR E., 
Dubois, Idaho. 

DAUPHINY, JOHN E., 

312 Central Ave., BelHngham, Wash. 

DAVIDSON, GEORGE W., 
Okanogan, Wash. 



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PRIVATES 



DAVIS, WILLIAM A., 

Auburn, Wash. 

DEMOU, PETER, 

6i8 University St., Seattle, Wash. 

DeSPAIN, LESTER L., 

Shoshone, Idaho. 
DeVAUGHN, ROBERT, 

Los Angeles, Calif. 
DICKERSON, ERNEST C, 

Litchfield, Neb. 
DIGGS, CHARLES W., 

Madill, Okla. 

DINUCCI, HENRY, 

Forestville, Calif. 

DORCY, JAMES P., 
Shelton, Wash. 

DRAKOPULOS, GEORGE S., 

401 14th Ave., S. E. Minneapolis, Minn. 

DUNCANSON, LLOYD L., 

1002 E. 47th St., Tacoma, Wash. 
DUNNE, LAWRENCE P. 

Lehigh, Montana. 
EMERY, ARCHIE T., 

Wildhorse, Idaho. 
ENGLESON, EDWARD R., 

933 Elm St., Beloit, Wisconsin. 

ENSIGN, CLAUDE P., 

Payette, Idaho. 
ESPELUND, ALBERT O., 

Poulsbo, Washington. 
EVANS, ALEXANDER, 

Midvale, Idaho. 
EZARD, MARK, 

Caledonia, N. Y. 
FARBER, RALPH B., 

Payette, Idaho. 
FARR, CLARENCE G., 

714 Madison St., Seattle, Washington. 

FELDER, RUFFUS W., 

Dighton, Okla. 
FINALYSON, CHARLES S., 

739 34th Ave., Seattle, Wash. 
FINN, THOMAS E., 

384 2nd St., San Francisco, Calif. 

FINNEY, EARL H., 

Weiser, Idaho. 
FISHER, BRYAN L., 

Eagle, Idaho. 
FISHER, CHARLIE M., 

Wendell, Idaho. 
FLETCHER, WILLIE, 

Gentry, Arkansas. 



FLIEGEL, EARL W., 

Weiser, Idaho. 
FORD, THOMAS A. L., 

Philadelphia, Miss. 

FORTIN, ALBERT A., 

Upton, Wyoming. 

FOSTER, ROBERT, 

115 N. 26th St., Billings, Montana 

FRANK, JOSEPH, 

Billings, Montana. 
FRAZIER, ROBERT, 

Porum, Okla. 
FRONABERGER, ROBERT, 

Henryetta, Okla. 

GAY, HERSCHEL A., 

Hedgesville, Montana. 
GEITHMAN, FRED W., 

4204 So tin St., Tacoma, Wash. 

GOETZ, EDWARD A., 

310 E. 4th St., Santa Ana, Calif. 

GOODWIN, JAMES E., 
Muskogee, Oklahoma. 

GRAY, ROLLAND J., 

E. 21 2nd Ave., Spokane, Wash. 

GREEN, EMMETT E., 
Cambridge, Idaho. 

GREEN, HENRY P., 
Braggs, Oklahoma. 

GREEN, WILLIAM R., 
Des Lars, North Dakota. 

GROSECLOSE, LESSE B., 
Julietta, Idaho. 

HALL, THOMAS J., 

628 N. Griffin St., Okmulgee, Okla. 

HAMANN, HARRY W., 
New Buffalo, Mich. 

HAMILTON, EDGAR J., 

143 Blewett St., Seattle, Wash. 

HANNAN, JOHN V. B., 
Cambridge, Idaho. 

HANSEN, HANS J., 
Thornton, Idaho. 

HANSTEN, FRITZ V., 
Bliss, Idaho. 

HARBUCK, JOHN W., 
Nelson, Oklahoma. 

HAV/;.KY, VERLEIGH C, 

Le C?;-'ir.le, Oregon. 
HAWrUiH, SYLVESTER K., 

Indian Vallev, Idaho. 

HAWTHORNE, ROBERT, 
I 06 6th Av:=', '>V'5tHe, Wash. 



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PRIVATES 

HELM, NEWMAN L., 
Antlers, Okla. 

HEMNES, MAGNUS E., 

310 Champion St., Bellingham, Wash. 

HEYNER. JUSTIN O., 
Snohomish, Wash. 

HICKS, WILLIAM J., 

26 Bassett St., Albany, N. Y. 

HINTON, DAVID A., 

1720 Hodges St., Lake Charles, La. 

HINTZ, EMIL, 
Nellita, Wash. 

HITCHCOCK, ALBERT P., 
204 Mason St., Healdsburg, Calif. 

HOGUE, JOHN P., 
Nashoba, Okla. 

HOLT, ALBERT C, 

Dewar, Oklahoma. 
HOOD, WILLIAM E., 

Fillmore, California. 
HORTON, TIVAS H., 

Fairview, Virginia. 

HOWARD, BENJAMIN H., 
Spiro, Oklahoma. 

HUCK, ANTHONY C, 
Lamona, Wash. 

HULL, WILLIAM P., 
Burley, Idaho. 

JOHNSON, EUGENE, 

Route No. 3, Box 15, Sheldon, Mo. 

JOHNSON, HANS R., 

Hollywood, Wash. 
JOHNSON, INER W., 

South Colby, Washington. 
JOHNSON, WILLIAM J., 

Warner, Oklahoma. 

JONES, JOHN E., 
Mold, Wash. 

JONES, JOHN P., 
Enumclaw, Wash. 

JONES, WILLIE, 
Chalker, Ga. 

KELLY, E. GLENN, 
Beggs, Okla. 

KESSLER, LEE, 
McCall, Idaho. 

KIRK, PERRYGON, 

Madill, Okla. 
KRUZIE, HARRY G., 

Arenzville, 111. 
LAIRD, JOE B., 

Madill, Okla. 



{Continued) 

LAN WAY, THOMAS H., 
Kamish, Idaho. 

LAWS, JESSE B., 

911 So. Grand Ave., Los Angeles, 
California. 
LEAL, JUAN, 

Coughran, Texas. 

LEE, JOHN, 

Clarksberg, Calif. 
LEWIS, HERMAN, 

Jackson St., Seattle, Wash. 

LILIOPOULOS, HERCULES, 
Seattle, Wash., P. O. Box 843. 

LISTON, FRED, 
Hingham, Montana. 

LLOYD, JOHN E., Jr., 
Parma, Idaho. 

LODGE, NORMAN C, 

Weiser, Idaho. 
LUCKIE, ROY E., 

Box 8 1 A, Metcalf, Ariz. 
McHALE, PATRICK C, 

608 8th Ave., New York City. 
McINTIRE, HARRISON A., 

837 N. Main St., Pocatello, Ida. 
MALZYCZKI, JOE, 

211 Green St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 
MAY, WAN O., 

New Plymouth, Idaho. 
MERRITT, HARRY, 

Tuttle, Okla. 

MITCHELL, FRED D., 
Thompson, Idaho. 

MITCHELL, RAYMOND, 
603 Raisina St., Fresno, Calif. 

MONTEITH, DAVID A., 

Weiser, Idaho. 

MOORE, Ed., 
Gillette, Wyo. 

MORGAN, CARL R., 

911 W. Market St., Aberdeen, Wash. 

MORRISON, ARTHUR W., 
Miami, Florida. 

MORRISON, WILLIAM A., 
205 N. 14th St., Boise, Idaho. 

PHILAGIOS, NICHOLAS, 
155 W. 4th St., St. Paul, Minn. 

POPE, HUGO A., 

EUensburg, Wash. 

ROBESON, FABY D., 
Buffalo Gap, Texas. 



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ROMERO, EUFRACIO, 
Talpa, N. M. 

RUNNER, ROBERT R., 
Bowling Green, Ky. 

SAITTA, JOHN, 

266 Berry St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

SALVADALENA, ARTHUR, 
Monroe, Wash. 

SANDERSON, JIM, 
Schamberville, Miss. 

SCHOLPP, ERNEST W., 

1317 Marion St., Denver, Colo. 

SCHUSTER, DANIEL A., 

1511 Boylston Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

SJOLUND, GUSTAF, 

21 13 25th St., Everett, Wash. 

SKINNER, RAY E., 

Evanston, Wyo. 
SMITH, DAVID A., 

Manette, Wash. 

SOHN, JOHN, 
Havillah, Wash. 

SOMERS, WILLIAM D., 
Okanogan, Wash. 

YOST, GEORGE 



STROUT, PAUL R., 

527 Cascade St., Wenatchee, Wash. 

SWED, JOHN I., 

2909 Nassau St., Everett, Wash. 

TARANTOLO, JULIANO, 

716 So. 58th St., Tacoma, Wash. 

TAYLOR, GERALD P., 

819 Chestnut St., Bellingham, Wash. 

THOMPSON, JUDGE M., 
Eoline, Alabama. 

TORSTENSON, CHRIS., 

Route 7, Box 132B, Seattle, Wash. 

TURNER, WALLER H., 
814 Park Ave., Albany, N. Y. 

VALENZUELA, RICARDO, 
123 W. 4th St., Tucson, Ariz. 

VESTAL, IRVING B., 

228 Union Ave., Snohomish, Wash. 

WILLIS, WILLIAM C, 

Route No. I, Big Sandy, Texas. 

WOLPERS, OTTO, 

3101 So. M St., Tacoma, Washington. 

WYRICK, WILLIAM W., 

Soper, Okla. 
W., Edmonds, Wash, 



Company " B** 



CAPTAIN 
PAUL H. BROWN, 175 Webster St., Palo Alto, CaUf. 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS 

CLARK, WARNER, HOBBIE, RAYMOND S., 

701 Santa Rosa Ave., Santa Rosa, Calif. 21 1 N. Rampart Blvd., Los Angeles, Calif. 

BOON, WALTER W., 6930 Forty-sixth Ave., S. E. Portland, Ore. 

SECOND LIEUTENANTS 

COUCH, JOHN D., RICKER, JESSUM A., 

534 Forest Ave., Palo Alto, Calif. McKinley Ave., Stinnj^vale, Calif. 

FIRST SERGEANT 

SMITH, FRANK H., 114 Ellsworth Ave., San Mateo, CaUf. 

SUPPLY SERGEANT 

BUSTER, PEARL C, Elko, Nevada. 

MESS SERGEANT 

FLANAGAN, RALPH L., 1740 Ellis St., San Francisco, Calif. 

SERGEANTS 

BOITEUX, LOUIS A., GOODYEAR, HARRY A., 

3028 Oregon St., Los Angeles, Calif. 113 Market St., Sunbury, Pa. 

BRERETON, TIMOTHY G., FITZELL, FRANK L., 

Los Angeles, Calif. 1331 M St., Eureka, Calif. 

CLARK, HARVEY A., MAWSON, CHARLES A., 

325 Heller St., Redwood City, Calif. Buffalo, New York. 

DARGE, CHARLES W., McCLEAN, JOSEPH, 

Chico, Calif. Fontana, Calif. 

DODGE, ALLEN H., PEKORZYNSKI, LEO E., 

Cheyenne, Wyo. 1055 N. Ashland Ave., Chicago, 111. 

GIBSON, HERBERT, TOGNERI, LEO, 

509 Twelfth St., Modesto, Calif. c/o Tarr Clothing Co., Hanford, Calif. 

CORPORALS 

ALEXANDER, WILLIAM M., BERGER, FRED, 

Chico, Calif. Fellows, Calif. 

BAUER, FREDERICK E., BETTS, GILBERT L., 

611 Washington St., Bois6, Idaho Route No. 3, Nampa, Idaho. 

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BLAYNEY, FRANK M., 

413 Poplar Ave., Fresno, Calif. 
BROWN, CHARLES L., 

Hotel Lynn, San Francisco, Calif. 
BUCHANAN, WILSON F., 

Arling, Idaho. 
BUTTS, LAWRENCE, 

R. F. D. No. 2, Caldwell, Idaho. 

CASEY, JAMES D., 

c/o S, P. Co., Clovis, Calif. 
CAVINESS, CHARLES E., 

Medina, Tenn. 
CAWDERY, JOSEPH H., 

Wilder, Idaho. 
COFFMAN, ALBERT L., 

R. No. 3, Nampa, Idaho. 
CROOK, HARLEY H., 

Caldwell, Idaho. 

GELDER, JOSEPH D., 

1805 Alice St., Oakland, Calif. 

GILBERT, JOHN F., 

Route No. I, Merced, Calif. 

GOUVEIA, GEORGE E., 

Sunnyvale, Calif. 
GRANBERY, CHARLEY O., 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 323, Turlock, 

GRITTON, HOBART A., 
R. F. D. No. I, Parma, Idaho. 



CORPORALS 

HOOK, WILLIAM S., 

R. F. D. No. 4, Chico, Calif. 

HOWE, EDWARD L., 

P. O. Box 631, Astoria, Oregon. 

MARTIN, ALBERT, 
Rio Dell, Calif. 

MAYHEW, CLARENCE F., 
Nampa, Idaho. 

MORELAND, RAY T., 

418 S. 12th St., Caldwell, Ida. 

OVENS, WILLIAM C, 

Shelby, Montana. 
PORTER, ELZIE E., 

1563 S. Main St., Chico, Calif. 
RIDGEWAY, CHESTER R., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Salem, Oregon. 

RUTHERFORD, WALTER, 

Redding, Calif. 
SCOTT, WILLIAM, 

Adolphus, Ky. 
SPECHT, FRED W., 

Notus, Idaho. 
SMITH, GEORGE W., 

Route No. 4, Caldwell, Idaho. 

STEVENSON, WILLIAM W., 
Calif. Selma, Calif. 

VAUGHN, DICK, 
Chico, Calif. 



CASKEY, JOHN E., 
Lenox, Kentucky. 



COOKS 

DELEISSIGUES, EMANUEL G., 
1535 Johnson Ave., San Luis Obispo, 
CaHf. 
GRAHAM, JOHN R., Hill City, Idaho. 



ARTELLAN, CHARLEY, 

114 Oak Grove St., Monterey, Calif. 

PRESTON, JAMES M., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Box 48, Bakersfield, 
Calif. 



MECHANICS 

PROBERT, CLYDE, 

Chowchilla, Calif. 

SWEEM, HARRY J., 

121 1 Myers St., Oroville, Calif. 



BUGLERS 



BOWBEER, EARL V., 
San Francisco, Calif. 



HORSLEY, WILLIE A., 

R. No. I, Trousdale, Oklahoma. 



PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 

ADAMS, CLINTON R., BEAGLE, WAYNE E., 

R. No. I, Caldwell, Idaho. Manton, Calif. 

ADKINS, JESS W., BEISSEL, GUY H., 

921 6th St., Chico, Calif. 245 Madison St., Eugene, Ore. 



Company '*B" 



359 



PRIVATES— FIRST 

BENNETT, LEO N., 

Nord, Calif. 
BENNETT, PERCY, 

Nord, Calif. 
BERNARD, WALTER E., 

Wilson, Idaho. 
BROWER, ARCHIE, 

R. F. D. No. 6, Box 95, Bakersfield, Calif. 

BYRN, GROVER C, 

3134 Balch Ave., Fresno, Calif. 

CACY, MELVIN L., 
Box 82, Albion, Nebr. 

CARVER, ELLIS L., 

217 9th Ave. N., Nampa, Idaho. 

CLINE, ROY H., 

2415 Stanislaus St., Fresno, Calif. 

COFFMAN, ROY, 

Route No. 3, Nampa, Idaho. 

COOPER, ROY L., 

Johnstonville, Calif. 

COULSON, ROY M., 
Council, Idaho. 

CRAWFORD, JIM C, 

720 N. 3d St., Fresno, Calif. 

CUNHA, ADOLPH, 
Chico, Calif. 

DODGE, HAROLD C, 
310 Oak St., Clinton, Iowa. 

FRANCONY, ALBERT, 

785 Maxwell St., Detroit, Mich. 

GORDY, OLIVER C, 
Oreana, Idaho. 

GROVES, ELTON, 

1 109 Cleveland St., Caldwell, Ida. 

HANSEN, HANS S., 

1527 La Salle St., Fresno, Calif. 

HANSON, EDWIN C, 

1926 Belmont Ave., Fresno, Calif. 

HAYS, MERL C, 
Bois6, Idaho. 

HEIKKOLA, MATT E., 
McCall, Idaho. 

HOUSTON, HAROLD N., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 32, Corning, Calif. 

JACOBS, JOSEPH F., 

Durkee, Oregon. 
JAMERSON, DENVER C, 

Cottonwood, California. 
JIMERFIELD, DAN H., 

R. F. D. No. I, Waterloo, Oregon. 

JONES, RUSSELL, 
lola, Texas. 



CLASS {Coa(inued) 

LILES, CARL R., 

Caldwell, Idaho. 
LITTLE, GEORGE, 

Rockville, Oregon. 
LORENZEN, ELVIN K., 

Box 173, Dayton, Oregon. 
MOORE, ROY T., 

Route No. 2, Caldwell, Idaho. 
NELSON, RAYMOND M., 

Mountain Home, Idaho. 
NEUMANN, FREDERICK M., 

1 2th U. S. Infantry. 

PENNING, MARTIN A., 

Ravendale, Calif. 
PENOFFSKY, WALTER, 

13 14 W. McKelson St., Joliet, 111. 
POWELL, BEN H., 

Lebanon, Ore. 
REDFERN, FLOYD E., 

Dos Palos, Calif. 
RICH, WALTER, 

229 N. Martinson St., Station A, Wichita, 
Kans. 

ROGERS, WALTER, 

Caldwell, Idaho. 

ROLF, DEO H., 
Harrisburg, Oregon. 

ROSS, FRANKLIN J., 

919 Denver St., Caldwell, Idaho. 
ROUGH, LLOYD L., 

Clovis, Calif. 
SCHEIDT, GEORGE J., 

440 F. St., Fresno, Calif. 
SMITH, EDWARD A., 

Mountain House, Idaho. 
SPARKS, CHARLES J., 

R. F. D. No. 4, Chico, Calif. 
STAY, CLARENCE M., 

R. No. B, Box 372, Reedley, Calif. 
STEINHAUER, JOHN O., 

541 Mayor Ave., Fresno, Calif. 
STOHL, FRANK H., 

R. No. A, Box 130, ParHer, Calif. 
STREET, LEE, 

Ontario, Oregon. 

THOMPSON, VAQUERO S., 

Route No. I, Parma, Idaho. 
TURNER, HARLEY J., 

Box 209, Meridian, Idaho. 
WEMPLE, GUY B., 

Susanvilie, Calif. 

WILLIAMS, WILFORD W., 
809 S. High St., Salem, Oregon. 



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ALLEN, CLAUD C, 

Meridian, Texas. 
ANDERSON, HARMON C, 

Hayden Hill, Calif. 
ANDERSON, WILLIAM M., 

Woodville, Miss. 
ARNOLD, WARDNER B., 

3359 Lyell St., Fresno, Calif. 
ASHBY, ANDREW E., 

1222 Beach, Eugene, Oregon. 

BACUS, CECIL F., 
Kerby, Oregon. 

BAKER, CLAUD, 

Cottonwood, California. 
BALL, THOMAS E., 

Greenville, Texas. 

BARNES, VERNON P., 
Gates, Oregon. 

BATES, OTIS L., 

R. F. D. "A," Griffin, Georgia. 

BERNTZEN, HOLGER D., 
R. No. I, Eugene, Oregon. 

BERTAGNA, NATALE, 

Montgomery Creek, California. 

BETTENCOURT, FRANK J., 

Ingomar, Calif. 
BLANCHETTE, WILFRED, 

Eswood, R. I. 
BLANKENSHIP, WILLIAM L., 

R. No. 4, Alton, Missouri. 

BONE, EARL F., 

R. No. I, Poteau, Okla. 

BRAFFET, WILLIAM N., 

San Miguel, Calif. 
BRATTON, JAMES H., 

Carlo, 111. 
BRIGHTON, WILLIAM H., 

Route No. 3, Weldon, 111. 
BRITT, ANTON, 

Middleton, Idaho. 

BUIE, ANDREW J., 

R. F. D. I, Box 8, Webb, Alabama. 

CALLIHAN, ALBERT, 
Killan, Alberta, Canada. 

CASALETTO, ANGELO, 

90 Broadway Ave., San Jos6, Calif. 

CHASE, CHESTER H., 

R. F. D. No. I, Oroville, Calif. 

CLARK, KENNETH R., 
82 Elk St., Buffalo, N. Y. 

COATNEY, ROBERT S., 
1955 Mary St., Fresno, Calif. 



COE, CLAUDE, 

R. F. D. No. 4, Nampa, Idaho. 

CROGHAN, CHARLES O. 

Missoula, Montana. 

DANERI, GIUSEPPE, 

934 Cross St., Madera, Calif. 

DAVIS, DAVID D., 

Caldwell, Idaho. 
DE VINOSPRE, FELIX L., 

R. No. 2, Meridian, Idaho. 

DICK, JIM, 

Route No. 2, Silverton, Oregon. 

DUNHAM, HENRY R., 
R. F. D. No. 9, Decatur, 111. 

ECKER, JAMES A., 
Sperry, Oklahoma. 

EDWARDS, WALTER E., 

Manton, California. 

ELLIOTT, GLENN A., 

Rapatee, 111. 
ENGLE, ALBERT G., 

Route No. 6, Caldwell, Idaho. 

ESTRADA, TONY, 
Porterville, California. 

FEINSTEIN, LOUIS, 

2338 Pine St., Apts., San Francisco, 
Calif. 

FILLMAN, WILLIAM, 

3727 Ave. A., Council Bluffs, Iowa. 

FRANKS, ALBERT, 
Paskenta, California. 

FRANKS, ERNEST D., 
Route 2, Caldwell, Idaho. 

FRENCH, EUGENE A., 

705 N. Main St., Arthens, Penn. 

FULLER, THOMAS, 
Upton, Wyoming. 

GALVIN, MARTIN J., 
Navina, Okla. 

GEORGE, HAIG, 
Fresno, Calif. 

GLOMB, THEODORE, 
Deary, Idaho. 

GODBOLD, CHARLEY B., 

Auburn, Miss. 

HACKLER, ALBERT L., 
Millville, Calif. 

HAFFEY, WILLIAM H., 
Gibsonville, Calif. 

HAILEY, ORA, 

Jordan Valley, Oregon. 



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PRIVATES 

HALL, LESLIE R., 
Los Malinos, Calif. 

HANSON, CARL P., 

2347 Cedar St., Astoria, Ore. 

HARROUN, EARLING H., 

St. Maries, Idaho. 
HARTMAN, GEORGE A., 

1635 10th & Aubern Sts., Baker, Ore. 
HARVEY, DAVE C, 

Sheridan, Nevada. 

HASKINS, RAYMOND A., 
R. F. D. No. I, Melba, Idaho. 

HELPER, WILLIAM C, 
Route No. 3, Parma, Idaho. 

HESSEL, BRUNO, 
Mt. Angel, Oregon. 

HETRICK, IRA M., 
R. No. I, Parma, Idaho. 

HIGH, MARK T., 

Box 64, Twin Bridges, Montana. 

HOLBROOK, ROBERT J., 
918 4th Ave. W., Eugene, Oregon. 

HOLLAND, CLAUDE L., 
Pittville, Calif. 

HUGHES, OTIS L., 
Mt. Holley, Ark. 

IKOLA, WALTER, 
McCall, Idaho. 

JOHNSON, DAVID H., 
R. F. D. No. 2, Dearing, Ga. 

JOHNSON, HUGH F., 

R. F. D. No. I, Meridian, Idaho. 

JOHNSON, JULIUS, 

Reward, Calif. 
JOHNSON, LEONARD B., 

2929 I St., Bakersfield, Calif. 
JOHNSON, MELVIN A., 

McKee, Oregon. 

JONES, HERBERT A., 
Mosheim, Tenn. 

JONES, JOHN C, 

R. F. D. No. 2, Caldwell, Idaho. 

KAVAL, RUDOLPH, 

1346 First Ave., New York City, N. Y. 

KEELY, VERNON E., 

233 Barbara St., Chico, Calif. 

KEMPT, FRANK H., 

328 S. Church St., Bozeman, Mont. 

KNODEL, PAUL H., 

Sequin, Texas. 
KRANTZ, HARRY S., 

Bandon, Ore. 



(Coatinued) 

KURTZ, ROBERT J., 
Marysville, 111. 

LAIS, ROMAN J., 
Mt. Angel, Oregon. 

LOREMAN, ALBERT W., 
Upton, Wyoming. 

LIGNUGARIS, YIGNACAS, 
405 Kempir Ave., Butte, Mont. 

LUCAS, JAMES W., 
Route A, Billings, Okla. 

MALEDON, JOHN T., 

4932 Worth St., Dallas, Texas. 

MARTINEAU, URBAN N., 
Nampa, Idaho. 

MASON, CHARLES W., 
Caldwell, Idaho. 

MASON, SAM B., 

Route No. 2, Rosston, Ark. 

McPHEETERS, WILLIAM R., 
Box 645, Nampa, Idaho. 

MORRISON, RAYMOND L., 
Kuna, Idaho. 

NEWNHAM, ROBERT, 

R. F. D. No. 5, Phoenix, Ariz. 

OBENDORF, FRED C, 

Parma, Idaho. 

PANOSSIAN, PUZANT, 

339 N St., Fresno, Calif. 

PEDRONCELLI, GIOVANNI, 

Baird, Calif. 
PETERMAN, EARL E., 

Parma, Idaho. 
PIERCE, NUBERN C, 

South Taft, Calif. 

PLACE, ELIAS A., 

R. No. 4, Lebanon, Oregon. 

POST, CLARENCE, 

R. No. 3, Caldwell, Idaho. 

RAIS, FRANK, 
Douglas City, Calif. 

RAMSEYER, ALMA D., 
Salt Lake City, Utah. 

RHOADES, JAMES B., 

R. F. D. No. 5, Lewistown, 111. 

RIPPEY, FOSTER R., 
Beckville, Texas. 

ROSS, STILLMAN D., 

138 Woodford St., Missoula, Mont. 
ROUSH, CLARENCE, 

226 Look Ave., Portland, Ore. 
S^EY, NEELEY E., 

R. R. No. 3, Caldwell, Idaho. 



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PRIVATES 

SAVOLA, ARO, 
McCall, Idaho. 

SPOOR, OSCAR A., 

Southpoint, Idaho. 

SPRAG Ufi, PERRY S., 

1 128 Main St., East Bakersfield, Calif. 

STAMPFLI, WALTER, 
Crescent Mills, California. 

STEARNS, JOSEPH L., 
4103 8th Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

STENGLE, NORMAN H., 
Nampa, Idaho. 

STEWART, EDWARD C, 
R. I, B. 21, Mansfield, Texas. 

STIMPFLING, LEO A., 

Falls City, Oregon. 
SUTTER, WILLIAM M., 

Albany, Oregon. 
TANKERSLEY, PEARL L., 

De Rouche, Ark. 

TAYLOR, EDWIN A., 
Astoria, Oregon. 

TENBROOK, LEROY J., 

Wayland, N. Y. 

TEVES, TONY L., 

Pond, California. 



(Continued) 

THERRY, OMER T., 

2319 E. Ward St., Seattle, Wash. 

THOMAS, CLARENCE E., 
Emmetsburg, Iowa. 

TIGER, LLOYD N., 

Hammett, Idaho. 
TRANTER, CLARENCE ST. C, 

R. F. D. No. I, Bridley, Calif. 

TRAVIS, PAUL F., 
Box 212, Coalingo, Calif. 

VARRIANO, MICHELE, 
312 First St., Portland, Ore. 

WATERS, DAMON E., 
Brownsville, Oregon. 

WHALE Y, FUEL D., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 3A, Aurora, Mo. 

WINTERS, PAUL A., 
Oak Run, California. 

WINTERS, PETER C, 
Oak Run, California. 

WOFFORD, MARSHALL R., 
R. F. D. No. 2, vStuttgart, Ark. 

WOOD, THOMAS J., 

633 E. Monument Ave., Dayton, Ohio. 

YANCEY, WILLIAM H., 
Cottage Grove, Oregon. 



ATTACHED TO COMPANY 



CORPORALS 



MAHONEY, THOMAS R., 
461 Schuyler St., Portland, Ore. 



Mcknight, andrew j.. 

Redding, Calif. 



overson, ray e., 

Lava, Hot Springs, Idaho. 

BERRY, ISAAC O., 
Meeker, Colo. 

BROWN, CHARLES L., 
Pingree, Idaho. 



PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 

BUOL, OTTO J., 

loth & Madison Sts., Oregon City, Ore. 

GUMMING, ALEX J., 
Yosemite, California. 

PELLEGRIN, LOUIS G., 

335 First St., Windsor Hotel, Richmond, 
Calif. 
WINDLEY, VERNEST F., St. Charles, Idaho. 



Company "C" 



CAPTAIN 

HELLMERS, WALTER, 646 East 228th St., Bronx, New York City, N. Y. 

FIRST LIEUTENANT 

BARRETT, H. LESTER, 641 Post St., vSan Francisco, Calif. 

SECOND LIEUTENANTS 

FATZ, JOHN J., SCHOLZ, RUDOLPH J., 

109 N. New Jersey Ave., Atlantic City, 801 North Central Ave., Medford, Ore. 

N.J. 

FIRST SERGEANT 

ANDERSON, PETER, Gen. Del., San Francisco, Calif. 

MESS SERGEANT 
ELLIS, BOYD B., Mason, Nev. 

SUPPLY SERGEANT 

JEWELL, TEDDY B., Davy, West Va. 

SERGEANTS 

BUFF, MAX R., LEWIS, E. WARREN, 

4182 17th St., San Francisco, Calif. 1435 Peach St., Philadelphia, Pa. 

CHODUR, PAUL, MARRS, EDWIN W., Jr., 

c/o Mrs. Anna Benda, 1034 W. 20th c/o Bartlesville Inter. Railway Com., 

Place, Chicago, 111. Bartlesville, Oklahoma. 

HEALY, OLIVER, MORRIS, CHARLES, 

c/o Mrs. Elizabeth Healy, 181 Walnut c/o James Downing, Gen. Del., Stock- 
St., Holyoke, Mass. ton, Calif. 

HILL, HARRY A., MURPHY, LAWRENCE C, 

c/o George Hill, Morris Plains, New 361 Grove St., San Francisco, Calif. 

Jersey. NUHN, JAMES T., 
KOTCZ, ANTONI, Company "C, " 12th U. S. Infantry, 

c/o Stanley Kotcz, 1538 Duckson St., OWENS, ARTHUR, 

Chicago, 111. c/o Edward Owens, Lincoln, Calif. 

CORPORALS 

CAMPBELL, WESLEY A., CLARY, JACK E., 

c/o Kenneth Campbell, 512 E. " D " St., c/o Mrs. R. C. Kingsley, Touchet, Wash. 

Iron Mountain, Mich. 

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CORPORALS 

DEL RE, LE ROY, 

225 N. "L" St., Tulare, Calif. 

DIAL, CHARLES B. 

R. F. D. No. I, Garfield, Wash. 

ELLIS, FRANK W., 
Kendrick, Idaho. 

HAFER, RAYMOND J., 

228 Sycamore St., Dayton, Ohio. 

HOLST, ALBERT M. 

1461 West Temple St., Los Angeles, Cal. 

LOFSTAD, CARL R., 

1805 Jackson St., Seattle, Wash. 

McLEOD, NORMAN, 

805 Fourth Ave., Stornoway, Scotland. 

MILLER, LESLIE A., 
Gilroy, Calif. 

MOORE, JOHN E., 

2928 Inyo St. Fresno, Calif. 

MOORE, JOHN S., 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 95, Lewiston, Ida. 

NIELSEN, WALTER M., 

Manton, Tehama County, Calif. 

HACKER, MIKE, J 



(Continued) 

NIEMELA, CHARLES A., 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 20, Astoria, Ore. 

OSBURN, EARL, 
Lowry, Oklahoma. 

PATTERSON, OSIE Y., 
2309 Harlem St., Joplin, Mo. 

PHINNEY, CHARLES E., 
Lincoln, Calif. 

PINNOCK, ERNEST C, 

Stephens Hotel, Seattle, Wash. 

REDICK, ARLIE R.O., 
Box 724, Snohomish, Wash. 

SENTER, PERRY A., 
Midvale, Idaho. 

STEPHENS, ROY C, 

703 Sixth St., Redlands, Calif. 

TEAGUE, ALFRED A., 
Jay, Oklahoma Grove, Okla. 

WELLS, THOMAS H., 

1567 Emerson St., Denver, Colo. 
WHEELER, EUGENE L., 

520 E. 7th St., Pawhuska, Okla. 
r., Susanville, Calif. 



COOKS 

APSLEY, CLAUD, MAHER, WILLIAM E., 

493 Eddy Hotel, Adrian, San Francisco, c/o Mrs. Katherine Maher, 173 "D," 

Calif. Valencia St., San Francisco, Calif. 

LEONCINI, JOE, REEDER, JOHN, 

1 165 Republican St., Seattle, Wash. Oroville, Wash. 

MECHANICS 

GREER, BENJAMIN J., TUCKER, WILLIAM H., 

Bertrand, Missouri. Council, Idaho. 

MENGELOPOLOS, JOHN A., WILSON, ALFRED L., 

2I07>^ First Ave., Seattle, Wash. Lane, Oklahoma. 



BUGLERS 



SMITH, FRED M. (istCl.), 
Weiser, Idaho. 



OSWALD, HENRY, 
Ruff, Wash. 



PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 

ALDRICH, HOLLIS F., 

1416 Broadway St., San Francisco, Calif 



BERG, ROBERT L., 

Birkenfeld, Ore. 
BOLLER, EMIL S. 

R. F. D. No. I, Potlatch, Idaho. 

BRADLEY, ROBERT L., 
Fall City, Ore. 

CARPENTER, GEORGE O., 

Moscow, Idaho. 



CLARK, CHARLES W., 

121 North loth Ave., Phoenix, Arizona. 

CROSS, ROGER P., 

R. F. D. No. 2, c/o George Hallis, 
Temple, Ariz. 

EVANS, AUGUSTUS A., 

Route No. 2, North Central Ave., 
Phoenix, Ariz. 

FEHT, HERMANN P., 

1579 Ninth Ave., San Francisco, Calif. 



Company "C" 



365 



PRIVATES— FIRST 

GRANNES, WALTER B., 
322 N. 24th St., Billings, Montana. 

HAMILTON, ROBBIE C, 

331 Monte Diablo Ave., San Mateo, 
Calif. 

HICKS, FREDERICK L. 

R. F. D. No. I, Healsburg, Sonoma 
County, Calif. 

HILBY, WILLIAM L., 
Kiesling, Wash. 

JONES, HERMAN V., 

752 E. 1 8th St., Eugene, Ore. 

KOGER, SAMUEL A., 

R. F. D., No. 2, Pickering, Mo. 
Le GRANT, WASHINGTON I., 

R. "A," Box 208, Parlier, Calif. 

LEVY, BEN, 

1 76 1 Van Ness Ave., Fresno, Calif. 
MARCUSE, THEODORE M., 
371 1 E. Gales St., Seattle, Wash. 

McGEE, HUGH J., 

198 Precita Ave., San Francisco, Calif. 

Mclaughlin, hugh c. 

3153 Balch Ave., Fresno, Calif. 

McMANUS, THOMAS W., 
Bakersfield, Calif. 

MULKEY, MARION C, 

Dos Palos, Merced County, Calif. 

MULLANEY, CHARLES A., 

103 Rockland St., New Bedford, Mass. 

NEWMAN, WILLIAM J., 
Midvale, Idaho. 

NILSEN, NILS M., 

4416 North 30th St., Tacoma, Wash. 

NOYES, JASON E. 

Colorado Springs, Colorado. 



CLASS (Continued) 

OSTBERG, FINER J., 
Clarks Fork, Idaho. 

OXBOROUGH, RUFUS W., 
2706 2 1st St., Everett, Wash. 

PERKINS, PERRY I., 
Weiser, Ida. 

PETERSON, FRANK E., 

2208 W. 67th St., Seattle, Wash. 

REMBERT, WILLARD D., 
Weiser, Ida. 

SHAW, ROY J., 
Council, Idaho. 

SHERRILL, SELMER E., 
Braggs, Okla. 

STOLLER, WILLIAM, 
Carson, N. Dakota. 

SUTTON, FRANK, 
Midvale, Ida. 

SWACKER, CLARENCE D., 
Burns, Ore. 

TURNER, ROBERT L., 
Powell, Okla. 

WATKINS, OSCAR O., 
Box 295, Madill, Okla. 

WEST, FORREST B., 
Idabel,Okla, 

WEST, JOE A., 
Strang, Okla. 

WHITETAIL, JOHN P., 

109 E, 13th St., Pawhuska, Okla. 

WINKLER, ERNEST W., 
Council, Ida. 

WOOLBRIGHT, ERNEST B., 
713 So. "B" St., Muskogee, Okla. 

WRIGHT, EARL C, 
Wynona, Okla. 



PRIVATES 



ABERNATHY, ROY J., 

Etna Mills, Siskiyou County, Calif. 

AGRELL, HOWARD, 
Moscow, Ida. 

APA, FRANCISCO, 

280 1st St., Portland, Ore. 

ATKINSON, DANIEL W., 
R. F. D. No. I, Eufaula, Ala. 

ATSMAN, ALEX, 

78 Summer St., Chelsea, Mass. 
BAERTSCHIGER, EDWARD, 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 53, El Monte, Calif. 
BAKKEN, CARL O., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 14, Moscow, Ida. 



BERGMAN, JOHN A., 
R. F. D. No. I, Gaston, Ore. 

BOLON, ERNEST, 
Kindrick, Ida. 

BOOKER, THOMAS W., 
Mountain Park, Okla. 

BOZOIN, MISHAG, 

175 East Elm St., Canton, III. 
BURKLUND, JOEL, 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 20, Troy, Ida. 

CAULFIELD, WILLIAM H., 
733 Madison St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

CLASSEN, ARNOLD G., 
Beaverton, Ore. 



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PRIVATES 

COCHRANE, EUGENE, 
Harvard, Ida. 

COLBERT, HOLMES H., 

1284 West Davis Ave., Sulphur, Okla. 

COLES, OTTO H., 
Gen. Del., Tama, Iowa. 

COON, JERRY A., 

Willowemock, Sullivan County, N. Y, 

COTTRELL, JEHROME L., 

Cor. 9th & Kawaeh St., Hanford, Calif. 
DARBY, LANDO F., 

Tillamook, Ore. 
DARR, OTTO H., 

R. F. D. No. I, Deary, Ida. 

DAVIS, HOWARD G., 

CarroUton, Ala. 
DAWSON, FOY F., 

R. F. D. No. 4, Rupert, Ida. 
DEVENPORT, JESSE J., 

R. F. D. No. I, Evant, Texas. 

DU BOSE, WALTER R., 

2417 North Hunter St., Stockton, Calif. 
DUNAVIN, WADE, 

Putnam County, Cookeville, Tenn. 

ECKLE, CHARLES, 

499 East Seventh St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

ERICKSON, WALTER J., 
Dallas, Polk County, Ore. 

FRITZ, CHARLES A., 

R. F. D. No. 25, Box 12, Peoria County, 
Princeville, 111. 

GALIANO, ANTONIO, 

12 1 7 Southerns St., South Part, Seattle, 
Wash. 

GANT, EVERETT E., 

Greenwood, Arkansas. 
GERMAN, LEE M., 

Santa Maria, Santa Barbara Co., Calif. 
GHIORSO, JOSEPH, 

Sonora, Toulumne Co., Calif. 

GIOVANNETTI, LEONI, 

528 Ivy Ave., San Francisco, Calif. 

GIOVANNETTI, MIRO, 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 627, Santa Rosa, 
Sonoma County, Calif. 

GIUFFRA, ALVIN A., 
Mokelumne Hill, Calif, 

GLUNZ, JOHN, 

566 Winslow Ave., Buffalo, N. Y. 

GOODCHILD, ALLAN C, 
Sisquoc, Santa Barbara Co., Calif. 



{Continued) 

GRAVES, ROLLAND B., 
Box 271, Ashton, Ida. 

HALFACRE, WILLIAM D., 

R. F. D. No. 4, Ruka, 111. 
HALLOCK, GEORGE M., 

Monterey, Calif. 

HANEY, BRYAN, 
Buford, Arkansas. 

HARBOUR, FRANKLIN L., 
Box 127, Ellis, Kansas. 

HICKS, MILTON, 

R. F. D. No. I, Healdsburg, Calif. 

HOFFMAN, JOSEPH M., 
Box 703, Bartlesville, Okla. 

HOLBROOK, WILLARD D., 

Gushing, Texas. 

HUILHAMET, PIERRE F., 

Hollister, San Benito County, Calif. 

KELLY, JOHN, 
Jamestown, Calif. 

KENNEDY, PALMER L., 
Dwikee, Baker Co., Ore. 

KERNAHAN, OLIVER, 
Roy, Wash. 

KNOUSE, CHARLES E., 

Emmett, Ida. 
KOCH, ABE J., 

Coburg, Ore. 
LAAM, PRATT A,, 

Oak, Calif. 
LANCASTER, JAMES H., 

Drain, Ore. 
LANGENBECK, FREDERICK S., 

Bradley, Calif. 
LESTER, EDWARD D., 

1345 M St., Fresno, Calif. 
LEWIS, KANDIDO R. 

R. F. D. No. 5, Box 71, Santa Rosa, 
Calif. 

LISH, CHARLES L., 

McCammon, Bannock County, R. F. 
D. No. I, Idaho. 

LOCATELLI, CESARE, 

Box 20, Watsonville Junction, Monte- 
rey County, Calif. 

LONDON, SEYMOUR L., 

1 159 Rushton Ave., Ogden, Utah. 

LONG, CLAY W., 

300 North D St., Aberdeen, Wash. 

LOUK, JESSE H., 

R. F. D. No. I, Pingree, Ida. 



Company "C" 



367 



PRIVATES 

MACK, HARRY C, 

Glasston, Montana. 

MACKEY, ORAN, 

R. F. D. No. 5, Box 23, Georgetown, 
Seattle, Washington. 

MADDIN, MARCUS E., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Box 19 C, Muskogee, 
Oklahoma. 
MADOLE, WARD W., 

619 W. 2nd Ave., Mitchell, S. Dakota. 

MAININI, VITTORIO, 

Tiburan, Marin County, Calif. 

MANLEY, GEORGE N., 
715 — 6th Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

MARTIN, ALAN B., 

548 — 2 1 St St., Merced, Calif. 

MARTIN, ALDRED, 
Lyons, Ore. 

MARTINOLE, JOHN C, 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 53, Baker, Ore. 

MASON, HARRY E., 

Richland, Ore. 
McADAM, ROY A., 

Route A, Box 201, East Fresno, Calif. 

McCLURG, WILLIAM A., 
Baker, Ore. 

Mcdonald, charles e., 

Mohawk, Lane County, Ore. 

Mcdonald, JOHN w. 

Sequim, Wash. 
McGRATH, WILLIAM P., 

Cheyenne, Wyo. 
McLEAN, DONALD W., 

(Unknown.) 

McMILLEN, JOE, 
Winchester, Ida. 

MELTON, RAYMOND C, 
Oak Run, Calif. 

MESSINGER, MANUEL E., 

212 Broadway North, Seattle, Wash. 

MICHENER, WALTER P., 

1012 East McKinley Ave., Sapulpa, 
Okla. 

MILLER, CLAUD H., 

I05i>^ North Cherokee St., Muskogee, 
Oklahoma. 

MILLER, WILLIAM L., 
Whynot, Miss. 

MINNICK, GEORGE, 

R. F. D. No. 2, c/o J. A. Minnick, 
Wenatchee, Wash. 



(Continued) 

MITCHELL, LINCOLN, 
3267 Grant Ave., Ogden, Utah. 

MITCHELL, WILLIAM A., 
Wheatland, Calif. 

MONKS, DAVE, 

R. F. D. No. 2, McCurtain, Okla. 
MONTELEONE, FURTONATO, 

1735 North 6th St., Salem, Ore. 
MONTONO, HIGINIO, 

Miera, New Mexico. 

MOSS, RUSSELL L., 
Hominy, Okla. 

NELMS, HUBERT, 

Kingston, Okla. 
NEWTON, ARTIE R., 

488 North Commercial St., Salem, Ore. 
NILSON, ALVIN E.. 

Omak, Wash. 

NORRELL, PAUL V., 
Ada, Oklahoma. 

O'CONNOR, JOHN J., 

369 — 5th Ave., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

OLSON, CARL P., 

Melville, Ore. 
OSTER, JACOB, 

R. F. D. No. 2, Payette, Ida. 

PAPPAS, PETER, 

Billings, Montana. 

PARKER, JOHN C, 

Panama, Oklahoma. 
PETERSON, HENRY J., 

Omak, Wash. 
PETTY, GEORGE, 

584— 1 2th St., Oakland, Calif. 

PICKLESIMER, JASON, 
Bums, Ore. 

PLATZ, JOHN J., 

R. F. D. No. I, New Plymouth, Ida. 

PREAS, FRED H., 
Center Junction, Iowa. 

PRESCHNER, PAUL J., 
Summer, Wash. 

QUANDT, FRANKLIN E., 
305 Pine St., Seattle, Wash. 

RAY, THOMAS R., 

R. F. D. No. I, Bonanza, Arkansas. 

RICHARDSON, DWIGHT, 

c/o Fullerton-Stuart Lbr. Company, 
Okmulgee, Oklahoma. 

ROBERSON, WALTER R., 
5601 Cedar St., Tacoma, Wash. 



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PRIVATES 

ROBINSON, ROY B., 

c/o Mrs. G. H. Sherburne, Pocatello, 
Ida. 
ROWLANDS, DAVID W., 

c/o Mrs. J. O. Haries, Molson, Wash. 
RUGGLES, DONALD H., 

R. F. D. No. I, Ballantine, Montana. 
RUTHERFORD, AUDIE E., 

Alsboro, Ala. 

RYAN, WILLIAM M., 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 38, Weiser, Ida. 

SADILLO, EUSABIO, 
Lincoln, New Mexico. 

SAZENSKI, MICHEAL, 

1710 4th St., N. E., Minneapolis, Minn. 

SELLERS, JAMES R., 
Inverness, Ala. 

SIMS, THOMAS B., 

Complete, Miss. 

SMITH, HENRY H., 

R. F. D. "B, " Box 41, Iconious, Mo. 

SNIDER, ERIC C, 
Indian Valley, Ida. 

SNYDER, JOHN C, 

Weiser, Ida. 

STIPPICH, JAMES C, 

Midvale, Ida. 
STOREY, CLAUDE B., 

Wainwright, Okla. 
TALLMAN, JACOB, 

Momence, Illinois. 

TAYLOR, EMERSON, 
216 West St., Walnut, Calif. 

THROCKMORTON, SAMUEL J., 

Okmulgee, Oklahoma. 
THURMAN, JOE, 

EUenwood, Ga. 

TIDEMAN, HENRY P., 
Baltic, South Dakota. 



(Continued) 

TOMLINSON, HARRY, 
Fruitvale, Ida. 

TYLER, JULIUS J., 

Walls, Oklahoma. 
VERNA, FRANK, 

744 E. 214th St., Bronx, N. Y. C, N. Y. 

WALKER, LOUIS E., 
Memphis, Texas. 

WATSON, CHARLES C, 

329 West 32nd St., Savannah, Ga. 

WEATHERS, JOHNIE R., 
Wordville, Oklahoma. 

WELDON, ISAAC, 
Checotah, Oklahoma. 

WELLS, LUEY M., 
Hulbert, Oklahoma. 

WENDELL, OSWALD J., 

Mason Route, Box 57, Fredericksburg, 
Texas. 

WEREMEY, JOHN, 

1702 Springwells Ave., Detroit, Mich. 

WHITTINGTON, JACK, 
Tahlequah, Oklahoma. 

WILLIAMS, FRANK, 
Dayton, Ga. 

WILLIAMS, WALTER, 
Green River, Wyo. 

WITT, PERCY O., 
Heavener, Oklahoma. 

WREN, GEORGE W., 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 83, Boswell, Okla. 

WRIGHT, CLAUD M., 
Sulphur, Oklahoma. 

WRIGHT, WILLIAM, 

3713 Lancaster Ave., West Philadelphia, 
Pa. 

ZANPEDRO, JOSEPH P., 

Mineral, Ida. 



MEN ATTACHED TO COMPANY 



BENNETT, CHARLES R., 
(Unknown.) 

BLOOM, HAROLD F., 

48 1 1 North Quine St., Tacoma, 

GARDNER, ELMER C, 

Eureka, Calif. 
GUDEMAN, WILLIAM H., 

Mount Vernon, South Dakota. 



PRIVATES 

JAMES, ALVIN D., 
Park Valley, Utah. 

MYERS, HOWARD, 
Wash. Galesburg, 111. 

NORMAN, JONAS, 

225 I Street, Eureka, Calif. 

THOMASSEN, HAAKON, 
Eureka, Calif. 



Company "D" 



CAPTAIN 
FAIRCHILD, R. F., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O., Washington, D. C. 

FIRST LIEUTENANT 

HOUSE, M. J., Riverside, Calif. 

SECOND LIEUTENANTS 

HARP, T. R., GARVY, P. H., 

U. S. A., c/o A. G. O., Washington, D. C. U. S. A., c/o A. G. O., Washington, D.C. 

DICKINSON, R. W., U. S. A., c/o A. G. O., Washington, D. C. 

FIRST SERGEANT 

MAHON, JOHN C, R. F. D. No. i, Princeton, South CaroHna. 

MESS SERGEANT 
CARNES, JESSE L., 1625 Polk St., San Francisco, Calif. 

SUPPLY SERGEANT 
GREENAN, JOHN G., 74 North Adams Ave., Blackfoot, Idaho. 

SERGEANTS 

OHLMAN, ANTON, RUMORA, JACOB P., 

I2th U. S. Infantry, Co. "D." Box 37, Donora, Pa. 

DONOHUE, THOMAS J., ORT, JERRY R., 

I2th U. S. Infantry, Co. "D." 1417 S. Harding Ave., Chicago, 111. 

TERRILL, JOHN, REVALLIER, MARTIE E., 

San Luis Obispo, Calif. San Jose, Calif. 

PEMBERTON, LLOYD A., SWEENEY, PATRICK J., 

I2th U. S. Infantry, Co. "D." 44 Hillard St., Wilkes-Barre, Pa. 

KIRK, JAMES S., MITCHELL, FRANK L., 

I2th U. S. Infantry, Co. "D." 1156 N. Ophir St., Stockton, Calif. 

GOFF, BEN, 300 N. Hitchcock St., Hobart, Okla. 

CORPORALS 

GROSSMAN, ADOLPH, WETTLEY, ARTHUR H., 

1908 S. Levitt St., Chicago, 111. Maquoketa, Iowa. 

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CORPORALS 

SEGNARI, FRANCISCO, 

Berndino, Italy. 
FINNERTY, WALTER, 

441 S. Main St., Jersey Shore, Pa. 
LAWRENCE, IRA F., 

Royalton, Minn. 
STEWART, JOHN H., 

Strathmore, Calif. 

ROLSTON, REUBEN, 
El Monte, Calif. 

TROLSON, NEIL W., 

Buckley, Wash. 
CLINE, CARL G., 

416 E. 63d St., Seattle, Wash. 

LARSON, ARTHUR L., 
mo 9th St., Shawnee, Okla. 

THOMSON, HARRY J., 

120 Ellis St., San Francisco, Calif. 

LANE, AUSIE A., 

602 N. Park St., Shawnee, Okla. 

CAMMACK, NATHAN E., 
1512 W. 58th St., Seattle, Wash. 

DOBSON, FREDRICK P., 

3408 33d Ave., South Seattle, Wash. 

KELLEY, THOMAS C, 

Toronto, Kansas. 
CARNEY, GEORGE F., 

714 Willow St., Pendleton, Ore. 



(Coatiaued) 

SOLGARD, ALBERT, 
61 West St., Salinas, Calif. 

STADILLE, CHARLEY, 

1614 E. 52d St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

PHINES, JOHN K., 

803 Kearney St., San Francisco, Calif. 

WILLIAMS, MONROE, 

Willow Springs, Mo. 

PETERSON, HAROLD E. H., 
R. F. D. No. 2, Ripton, Calif. 

NELSON, REYNOLDS W., 

161 1 S. Helmers St., Spokane, Wash. 

STOKES, ROBERT C, 
St. Helens, Ore. 

BALLARD, LEWIS F., 

Conville, Idaho. 
GAGE, MORRIS T., 

1206 Republican St., Seattle, Wash. 
FOOTILL, CLARENCE E., 

219 S. Cherry St., Muncie, Indiana. 

WILSON, OLIVER, 

310 S. 8th St., Madera, California. 
JOHNSON, CARL P., 

641 E. 26th St., Portland, Ore. 

LEWIS, JAMES E., 
Lyman, Wash. 

TUTEN, ENNIS S., 
Steptoe, Wash. 



CAHILL, FRED B., 

Leavenworth, Wash. 

GIORDANA, ANDREW, 
Turin, Italy. 



COOKS 



THOME, PETER, 

735 Bennett St.,Glenwood Springs,Colo. 
WAH, LEE, 

Box 263, Lemoore, Calif. 



HAWLEY, LLOYD E., 
Box 43, Wallace, Idaho. 

JOHNSON, EDWARD, 
Klipsan, Wash. 



MECHANICS 



KEECH, ELROY, 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 102, Kent, Wash. 

MARTAN, WENZEL, 

5253 Winchester Ave., Chicago, 111. 



BUGLERS 

REINSCH, WALTER G., WALLACE, LOGAN, 

166 Palm Ave., Brookland, New York. Des Moines, Iowa. 



PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 



AMATO, JOSEPH, 

426 E. loth St., Portland, Ore. 

BAKER, JOHN E., 
Adamson, Okla. 



BENNISSON, GEORGE W., 
Waverley, Wash. 

BERG, EDMUND E., 
Latah, Wash. 



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371 



PRIVATES— FIRST 

BLUE, MARK R., 
New Bridge, Ore. 

BONACCI, FRANK, 

1002 S. Peoria St., Chicago, 111. 

BURKLAND, AXEL, 
Deary, Idaho. 

BURNS, JOHN R., 
Rockport, Mo. 

CAMPBELL, ROBERT M., 
Sheridan, Ore. 

CHILCUTT, LAYTON S., 
Ada, Okla. 

COMPTON, FLOY M., 

212 E. Duke St., Hugo, Okla. 
COMPTON, GROVER C, 

c/o Capitol Hotel, Bois^, Ida. 

CUMMINS, STEVE A., 
Scipio, Okla. 

CUTLIP, GUY A., 
Marshfield, Ore. 

DIGGS, ALONZO F., 
Tishomingo, Okla. 

DOW, WILFRED N., 

Clear Lake, Wash. 
DUFFY, LAWRENCE E., 

19 1 7 E. Washington, Portland, Ore. 
DUVALL, GEORGE W., 

1624 Charlotte St., Kansas City, Mo. 

ERICKSON, INGVAL O., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Arlington, Wash. 

EVANS, ELLSWORTH J., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Shawnee, Oklahoma. 

FARLEY, ROBERT C, 
Box 6, Asher, Okla. 

FISH, GROVER C, 
Stonewall, Okla. 

FRANCISCOVICH, EMILE G., 
967 Bellmont Ave., Portland, Ore. 

FRENCH, CLAYBORNE C, 
Red Oak, Oklahoma. 

GEST, REUBEN C, 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 27, Sunnyside, Wash. 

HAYES, GROVER B., 

925 Waverley St., Palo Alto, Calif. 

HOLLEN, ROY, 

Box 242, Nez Perce, Idaho. 

HOLMES, GEORGE W., 
288 34th St., Astoria, Ore. 

INGLES, EDWIN W., 

181 Grand Ave., Astoria, Ore. 

JONNASSON, OLE, 

Marvig, S. Stavenger, Norway. 



CLASS (Contiaued) 

KRUTSINGER, PAUL L., 

R. F. D. No. 5, Watsonville, Calif. 

LANDIN, BARNARD L., 

Route No. 2, East Stanwood, Washing- 
ton. 

LANE, JOHN C, 
Adamson, Okla. 

LEWIS, THOMAS E., 

Halejrville, Okla. 
LIDDEARD, GEORGE W., 

959 West I St North St., Provo, Utah. 
MOEN, LEWIS O., 

4601 6th Ave., South Seattle, Washing- 
ton. 

MOHRMANN, PETE, 

Ferndale, Wash. 
MONK, HARLEY A., 

2230 W. 59th St., Seattle, Wash. 
SCHOPPERT, JOHN, 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 114A, Clackamas, 
Ore. 

SCHWALL, ALBERT J., 

Cornelius, Oregon. 
SELF, TOM M., 

Quail, Texas. 

SHORT, LELAND K., 

Box 283, Hobart, Okla. 
SMITH, CHAS. F., 

1 2th U. S. Infantry. 

TRIPLETT, ERNEST I., 
3215 15th St., Seattle, Wash. 

UHRICH, CONRAD R., 

504 W. 5th St., Loveland, Col. 

VANCE, GILBERT, 
Dabob, Wash. 

VIAENE, FRANCIS H., 

Sherwood, Ore. 
WALSH, JAMES P., 

87 Summer St., Summerville, Mass. 
WATSON, ELMER, 

195 E. 36th St., Portland, Ore. 

WHITE, JACOB, 
Langlois, Ore. 

WHITTLE, ALVIE, 

1 122 Union St., San Diego, Calif. 

WHITTLE, FREDERICK W., 

178 Maple St., South Manchester, 
Conn. 

WINGERT, HARVEY W., 
Bothell, Wash. 

WRIGHT, CLAUD R., 

171 E. 8th St., Portland, Ore, 



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PRIVATES 



ABRAHAMSON, ANTON, 

R. No. I, Box 51, Marshfield, Ore. 

ADAMS, GARNETT W., 

Sopher, Okla. 
ALEXANDER, ARTHUR O., 

Sunnyside, Wash. 

ALVISO, DANIEL O., 

12 Park St., Paso Rebels, Calif. 

AMOTH, JAMES, 

Svorkmo P. O., Via Trondlynn, Norway. 

ANDERSON, JOHN G., 
Savanah, Okla. 

ANGEL, RHOE C, 

R. F. D. No. 26, Garretsville, Ohio. 

ANGELINE, MAX A., 
McMillan, Wash. 

ARY, JESS, 
Gowen, Okla. 

AUVIL, VIRGIL C, 

R. F. D. No. I, Hartford, Wash. 

BAIR, EVERETT, 
I2th U. S. Infantry. 

BARNETT, ALONZO, 
R. F. D. No. 3, Vienna, 111. 

BARWELL, DELBERT L., 
Aloe, Mont. 

BAYER, DAVE, 
1 2th U. S. Infantry. 

BLANCHARD, WALLACE F., 

Victor, Idaho. 
BRANDEBERRY, HARRY M., 

Oreana, Ida. 

BROCK, WALTER J., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Vollmer, Ida. 

BROWN, HENRY W., 

Rosenberg, Ore. 
BROWN, WILLIAM J., 

Boswell, Oklahoma. 

BRUCE, PETER, 

R. F. D., Box 132A, Tacoma, Wash. 

BUCKNER, LUTHER, 
Henrietta, North Carolina. 

BUGG, ALBERT W., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Box 2, Tribbey, Okla. 

BULLOCK, GEORGE S., 

1545 19th Ave., South Seattle, Wash. 

BURGLAND, GEORGE P., 

SigjS^ Mississippi Ave., Portland, Ore. 

BURNS, FLOYD M., 
McAlester, Oklahoma. 

CALDWELL, JESSE S., 
Wilburton, Okla. 



CAPPELARI, GIUSEPPE, 

1707 20th Ave., South Seattle, Wash. 

CAROTHERS, ROY, 

Robinette, Oregon. 
CARRICK, SAMUEL U., 

6522 58th Ave., Portland, Ore. 
CARRIGER, JOHN R., 

Kiowa, Okla. 

CESIDIO, DESIPIO, 

Locos Nemass Aguila, Italy. 

CLARK, HARLEY C, 

990>^ Belmont St., Portland, Ore. 

CLAUSEN, GEORGE, 

Coquille, Ore. 
COFFEE, JOHN L., 

Sedro WooUey, Wash. 

COMMISSO, CARLO A., 
Marina, Italy. 

COMPTON, FLOYD, 

Carbon, Okla. 
CORDER, HENRY M., 

Crowder, Okla. 
CROW, WILLIAM B., 

2310 Noise Ave., Gadsen, Ala. 
DEGROFF, ABRAHAM L., 

Franks, Okla. 

DELIGANS, CLOVIS A., 
Gowen, Okla. 

DENTON, AUD, 
Wilburton, Okla. 

DRIESTA, ANDREW, 
Nauplia, Greece. 

DUMM, CLIFFORD O., 
Halfway, Wyo. 

ERICKSON, ALEX R., 

231 Commercial Ave., Marshfield, Ore. 

ERICKSON, THOMAS W., 
Bruneau, Ida. 

ERIKSEN, GUS, 

Box 52, Lovelock, Nevada. 

FANTELLE, DOMINIE, 

1739 Bradner Place, Seattle, Wash. 

FEWELL, CLYDE C, 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 44, Crowder City, 
Okla. 

FIELD, JOHN H. W., 

19 Sunnyside Ave., Mill Valley, Calif. 

FINNELL, GEORGE N., 

2820 Connecticut St., Bellingham, 
Washington. 

FISHER, CHARLES E., 
Healdsburg, Calif. 



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373 



PRIVATES 

FOSTER, WALTER C, 

R. F. D. No. 5, Vancouver, Wash. 

FUGETT, JIM, 
Grant, Okla. 

GALLAGHER, JAMES, 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 57, Marysville, 
Wash. 

GALOSKI, MIKE, 

Box 329, Hartshorne, Okla. 

GANT, MACK W., 
Gravel Ford, Ore. 

GENTRY, SAM N., 

U. S. A., c/o A. G. O., Washington, 
D. C. 
GEORGE, JOSEPH, 

R. F. D. B, Box 430, San Jose, Calif. 

GULLIKSON, JOHN S., 
Norman, Wash. 

GILTNER, JOHN B., 

12th U. S. Infantry. 

GODFREY, PETE E., 
Haywood, Okla. 

GORE, ELZIE W., 

R. No. 3, Box 52, Livingston, Tenn. 

GRAHAM, PEARL W., 

715 27th St., Anacortes, Wash. 

GREEN, JOHN A., 
Adamson, Okla. 

GRUBBS, JAMES D. R., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Hugo, Oklahoma. 

HAMMOND, FRANCIS B., 

Francis, Oklahoma. 
HAMMONTREE, ELMER W., 

Arch, Okla. 

HARRIS, EARL K., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Box 76, McAlester, Okla. 

HART, WARREN A., 

517 Chicago St., Caldwell, Idaho. 

HASKELL, LONNIE D., 

1801 S. American St., Stockton, Cal. 

HAYS, CHARLES C, 

Bridgeport, Mono County, Calif. 

HAWKINS, PORT L., 
Hartshorne, Okla. 

HEARD, ASA, 

Box 84, Kiowa, Okla. 

HELMS, JOSEPH I., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Sparks, Okla. 

HENRY, CHARLES E., 
Box 44, Asher, Okla. 

HOLBROOK, ROBERT L., 
Sweet, Idaho. 



(Coafiaued) 

HOUSER, HARRY C, 
Box 76, Bridge, Ore. 

HOWSLEY, WILLARD M., 
Kalispell, Mont. 

HUDGINS, JAMES O., 

R. F. D. No. I, Tecimiseh, Okla. 

ISAACS, ELMER W., 
Ruckels, Ore. 

JACOBSON, PAUL, 

R. F. D., Templeton, North Bend, Ore. 

JENSEN, LEWIS, 

1620 Orange St., Bellingham, Wash. 

JESSEN, PAUL W., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Cceur d'Alene, Idaho. 

JIROLMO, JOHN, 

613 4th Ave., S. W., Puyallup, Wash. 

JOHNSON, BEN, 

6322 Maynard Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

JOHNSON, JOHN, 

2128 S. Aimsworth St., Tacoma, Wash- 
ington. 

JOSLIN, LONNIE B., 
Heloise, Tenn. 

KATSIKAS, KONSTANTINO D., 
1406 Summit Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

KELLOGG, GEORGE W., 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 34, Payson, Okla. 

KENDALL, FRANK D., 

I2th U. S. Infantry. 

KING, ROBERT M., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 81, Tribbey, Okla. 

KIRKPATRICK, FERREN E., 
Ravia, Okla. 

KLINGER, CHARLES, 
Route No. I , Hoff , Ore. 

KRUSE, LOYD C, 

R. F, D. Box 72, Roseberg, Ore. 

LANGLEY, GILBERT, 

Virgil, Okla. 
LEDBETTER, HOMER D., 

Ada, Oklahoma. 
MALINA, JOSEPH, 

301 1 South Millard Ave., Chicago, 
Illinois. 

MASTIN, THOMAS E., 
I2th U. S. Infantry. 

McCARLEY, ELBERT H., 
Route No. 3, Hartsells, Ala. 

McCOY, DAVID, 

368 E. 2d St., Portland, Ore. 

Mcdonald, milton, 

Pittsburg, Okla. 



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McMILLEN, DANIEL, 
Winchester, Idaho. 

Mcpherson, ralph s., 

4107 Greenwood Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

MIDDAGH, LEROY D., 

200 Bassett St., Petaluma, Calif. 

MILLER, RAY F., 
Coquille, Ore. 

MITCHELL, JAMES R., 
Starline, Boswell, Okla. 

MITCHELL, ROBERT C, 

815 W. Grand, Oklahoma City, Okla. 

MURPHY, GEORGE M., 

Adamson, Okla. 
NASH, ROY L., 

Alderson, Okla. 
NAVE, JOHN A., 

Scipio, Okla. 

NICHOLSON, DAN C, 

R. F. D. No. 3, Varnell Station, Ga. 

POTTS, JOSEPH, 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 72, Stevenson, Ala. 

REID, GEORGE H., 

Box C, Twin Bridges, Mont. 

SANDELL, WILLIAM E., 

7717 N. 30th St., Florence, Neb. 

SCHMITZ, ALEX J., 
Box 55, Sandy, Ore. 

SCOTT, CHARLES U., 
PuUman, Wash. 

SHARP, ARTHUR L., 
Huntsville, Ala. 

SHELTON, ROBERT B., 

Ridgely, Tenn. 
SHORT, AMOS P., 

Box D, Lewistown, Mont. 

ZELICH, DAN, 



SHORT, ANDREW, 
Cavesprings, Ga. 

SKEEN, GEORGE, 
Macdoel, Calif. 

SMITH, BARDWELL S., 
R. F, D. No. 3, Medford, Ore. 

SMITH, MICHAEL, 

758 Main St., Sugar Notch, Pa. 

SMITHWICK, THOMAS T., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Moscow, Idaho. 
SPRINGSTON, FLOYD, 

Kendrick, Idaho. 
STACK, WILLIAM H., 

Butte, Montana. 
STARK, ROBERT GEORGE, 

2421 Duncan St., Louisville, Ky. 
STEWART, ROBERT GEORGE, 

R. F. D. No. C, Box 58, Hanford, 
Calif. 
STUDNIARZ, JOHN S., 

8127 Coles Ave., South Chicago, 111. 

TILLERY, ALONZO B., 

Blotcher, Saline County, Ark. 

TREMBLAY, ALEXANDER M., 
6403 Linden Ave., West Seattle, Wash- 
ington. 

UNDERWOOD, MARVIN, 

R. F. D. No. 9, Cottage Grove, Tenn. 

WAYNE, WILLIAM, 
Ilo, Idaho. 

WELLS, VICTOR, 

Maysville, Arkansas. 

WENSTROM, VICTOR C, 
Laurel, Oregon. 

WILLIE, NORMAN H., 
Granite Falls, Wash. 

Winchester, Idaho. 



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CAPTAIN 

WHITTINGTON, WILLIAM E., 743 American Ave., Long Beach, California. 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS 

TODD, ARTHUR B., HEATH, COLVIN, 

121 F, West Ave., Hutchinson, Kan. 867 West Third St., Pomona, Calif. 

SECOND LIEUTENANTS 

WEBSTER, LYALL D., ZIMMERMAN, FRED F., 

Santa Paula, Calif. 210 Cherry St., Petaluma, Calif. 

RICHARDSON, GEORGE F., R.F.D. No. i. Box 155, Ellensburg, Wash. 

FIRST SERGEANT 

WRIGHT, SAMUEL J., 391 1 Borden St., Cincinnati, Ohio. 

MESS SERGEANT 
KLEIN, JOHN B., Paonia, Colorado. 

SUPPLY SERGEANT 

EPPLER, FRED M., Cans, Okla. 

SERGEANTS 

BAGLEY, FRED R., OLLILA, EDWARD, 

609 South l6th St., Boise, Ida. 213 East Oak St., Ironwood, Mich. 

BROWN, JOHN, PARRINGTON, JOHN, Jr., 

Gardnerville, Nevada. 22 Russett Avenue, Toronto, Canada. 

CORCORAN, JOHN T., ROE, ZOLLA E., 
162 Chicago St., Milwaukee, Wis. Bluffs, Illinois. 

HAMBURGER, EMANUEL, SONNER, EARL, 

310 Ninth Ave., North, Seattle, Wash. 535 Webb St., Hannibal, Mo. 

LOWE, WILLIAM G., STONE, WARNER C, 

R. F. D. No. 26, Lynville, Indiana. Wheelen Springs, Arkansas. 

NICKERSON, CHARLES E., YORK, JOSEPH, 

524 Commercial St., Provincetown, 4222 W. 31st St., Chicago, 111. 
Mass. 

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CORPORALS 



ALEXANDER, EDWARD, 

471 W. 47th St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

ALLEN, JOSEPH W., 

401 38th St., Oakland, Calif. 

ANDERSON, HANS A.H., 

c/o P. Jorgenson, 6103 N. 38th St., 
Omaha, Neb. 
BIRDSELL, LLOYD E., 

Main St., Milton, Oregon. 

BRADFORD, OLIN R., 

305 Manzanita Ave., Sierra Madre, 
Calif. 

CLUFF, LARRY F., 
Mesa, Arizona. 

CORBETT, FOSHAY M., 
Box No. 491, Montpelier, Ida. 

EGAN, ERNEST R., 

470 Hasting St., East, Vancouver, B. C. 

FORD, RALPH R., 

Wabash, Indiana. 

HAAS, HENRY J., 

c/o Mrs. E. J. Jones, Clarion, Iowa. 

HANSON, CLARENCE L., 
R. F. D. No. I, Los Banos, Calif. 

JOHNSON, WILLIAM, 

113 Walnut Ave., Angel Sea, N. J. 

KARR, ALFRED J.H., 
R. F. D. No. I, Deary, Idaho. 

KLEBAIN, MATTHEW J., 
270 Hall St., Portland, Ore. 

LOVRIN, JOSEPH G., 

761 Kansas St., San Francisco, Calif. 

MALAVEY, GEORGE, 

591 Alberta St., Portland, Ore. 



McVAY, CLARENCE E., 

1464 Liberty St., Santa Clara, Calif. 

NORDWICK, ARTHUR R., 
Medford, Oregon. 

NYBECK, ARTHUR, 

No. 4 Mullen Ave. , San Francisco, Calif. 

PHILLIPS, KENNETH M., 
455 E. Everett St., Portland, Ore. 

PILAND, WILLIAM E., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 59, Wapato, 
Washington. 

PILLSBURY, ARCHIE L., 

2836 l6th Ave., West Seattle, Wash. 

PIPER, WILFORD H., 

Startup, Washington. 

PLANT, CLARENCE E., 

918 West 46th St., Seattle, Wash. 

PROKSA, JOSEPH, 

1041 East 42nd Place, Chicago, 111. 

PRUSSING, FRED, 
Ardmore, 111. 

RILEY, WESLEY, 

5363 James Ave., Oakland, Calif. 

ROGER, LEE E., 

San Jacinto, Calif. 

RUMINSKI, BRUCE B., 

501 Division St., Oregon City, Ore. 

SNYDER, HENRY, 
Ouray, Colo. 

SOLOMON, SAM M., 

118 South Main St., Salt Lake City, 
Utah. 

SWEITZER, ROY, 

1220 Masonic Ave., San Francisco, Calif. 



HARRISON, JAMES P., 

658 West North Temple St., Salt Lake 
City, Utah. 

HENDRICKSON, MATT, 
Schellville, Calif. 



COOKS 

JEZIERNY, WALTER, 



2514 South Whipple St., Chicago, 111. 

RUSSELL, FLOYD E., 
Custer, Washington. 



MECHANICS 



MASSINGER, PHILIP, 
HoflF, Oregon. 

PEASE, WALDO, 
Marthesville, Mo. 



PRICE, HALLIE E., 
Hillsboro, Oregon. 

USKI, JOE, 

Hurley, Wisconsin. 



BUGLERS 



NEU, WILLIAM H., 
4561 Davison Ave., St. Louis, Mo. 



MARTINEZ, PEDRO F., 
Wagon Mound, New Mexico. 



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377 



PRIVATES- 
ADAMS, CLIFFORD E., 

1965 South First Ave. , Long Beach, CaHf . 

ALDEN, LYNN A., 

726 North Sixth St., Payette, Ida. 

ARELLANES, WILLIAM H., 

Imperial, Calif. 
COOPER, OLIVER R., 

El Reno, Oklahoma. 

CRAWFORD, SLOAN H., 

c/o B. P. O. E. Club, Phoenix, Arizona. 
DUNAVAN, EMMET C, 

306 North Arthur St., Pocatello, Ida. 

EGAN, LAWRENCE P., 
Havelock, Neb. 

GAIKOWSKI, JOHN, 

Webster, South Dakota. 

GREELEY, JOSEPH C, 

131 Albion Ave., San Francisco, Calif. 

HENSLEY, JACOB E., 

207 South Ave., 18, Los Angeles, Calif. 

HILLS, KENNETH C, 

59 Dudley Ave., Venice, Calif. 

JOHNSON, VICTOR M., 

Wallace, Idaho. 
KELLOGG, JAMES, 

Box No. 363, McCloud, Calif. 

LEE, RICHARD H., 

427 East Market St., Kittanning, Pa. 

LUCAS, OLIVER P., 

1082 Front St., Portland, Oregon. 

LUTTENBERGER, JOHN, 

1838 East 36th Ave., Denver, Colo. 

MARTIN, IRA, 

Indian Valley, Idaho. 
MAXWELL, CHARLES A., 

Roosevelt, Calif. 

McKEE, FLOYD E., 
Jacksonville, Ore. 

McLEAN, CLINTON, 

315 Vincent Court, Salt Lake City, 
Utah. 



FIRST CLASS 

MINELLI, UMBERTO, 
Zocca, Italy. 

NAGEL, WILLIAM C, 

R. F. D. No. C, Box No. 187, Tulare, 
Calif. 

NELSON, OSCAR M., 

107 First Ave., North, Seattle, Wash. 
NICHOLS, HARVEY P., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 146, Seattle, Wash. 
NOLAN, JOHN B., 

Sedro-WooUey, Washington. 

ODDOUS, JOHN J., 

344 South Alameda St., Los Angeles, 
Calif. 

PACER, FRANK F., 

213 Fifth St. & Railroad Ave., Oregon 
City, Ore. 

POINDEXTER, THOMAS E., 
Farmington, Wash. 

REA, BURLEY M., 
Amarillo, Texas. 

RIVERA, ALEXANDER M., 

1030 East Moreland St., Phoenix, Ariz. 
SIGTRIG, RAGNAR, 

6904 28th Ave., N. W., Seattle, Wash. 
SMITH, ANGUS, 

Marysville, Washington. 
SMITH, FLOYD E., 

Oakland, Ore. 
SORENSON, RICHARD S., 

Ovid, Bear Lake County, Idaho. 
TIMM, CARL L., 

Leadville, Colorado. 

VEUM, OTTO, 

506 E. 8th St., Moscow, Idaho. 
VITAGLIANO, CARL, 

1049 Magnolia Ave., Los Angeles, Calif. 

WATSON, ALLEN, 
Moscow, Idaho. 

WILSON, JOHN F., 

227 Chatman St., Portland, Ore. 



PRIVATES 



ALBRECHTS, FRED W., 

Greenview, 111. 
ALLIES, JOHN W., 

Soda Springs, Idaho. 

ANDERSON, GUSTAV B., 

687 E. 82nd St., North, Portland, Ore. 

ANDREASON, FRANK, 
Indian Diggings, Calif. 



ASHLEY, LARRY G., 
Lorenzo, Texas. 

BENGER, FRANCIS G., 

267 4th Ave., Salt Lake City, Utah. 

BLACKBURN, EARL, 
Soda Springs, Idaho. 

BLOW, WALTER C, 
Elliston, Montana. 



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PRIVATES 

BROCKSCHMIDT, WILLIAM F., 
432 nth Ave., North, Seattle, Wash. 

BROOKS, SIDNEY B., 
Booneville, Miss. 

CALER, CLARENCE P., 
Soda Springs, Idaho. 

CHANDLER, THOMAS D., 

1301 Irving St., South Berkeley, Calif. 

CHIODA, SAM., 

2314 East Hartson Ave., Spokane,Wash. 

CLARK, JOHN E., 
Haines, Ore. 

COBB, IRVIN, 

1306 E. Union St., Seattle, Wash. 

COOK, CLARE C, 

5219 51st Ave., South, Seattle, Wash. 

COOK, JOHN T., 
Blakeley, Minnesota. 

COX, IRA v., 
Barnes, Ore. 

CRANE, HEBER C. 
Bennington, Idaho. 

CULLIGAN, CHARLES J., 
North Powder, Ore. 

CULVER, WILLIAM E., 
Atascadero, Calif. 

DALBY, CLEON E., 
Driggs, Idaho. 

DALESSI, LOUIS F., 

Oceano, San Luis Obispo County, Calif. 
DAVIS, LEO E., 

206 Minor Ave., North, Seattle, Wash. 
DAVIS, THOMAS S., 

256 West 5th South St., Salt Lake City, 
Utah. 

DEAN, MARVIN B., 

Medical Springs, Ore. 
DOBRENTEI, HARRY P., 

Powell Butte, Ore. 
DOELLING, HUGO L. J., 

R. F. D. No. I, Venedy, 111. 

DUKE, GEORGE R., 
Halfway, Ore. 

DUNKIN, WILLIAM A., 
Plad, Missouri. 

ELBERT, LESTER J., 
Forrest, 111. 

ELLIS, JOHN J., 

832 West Ohio St., Chicago, III. 
ESCALLIER, PIERRE P., 

137 South Third St., Pocatello, Ida. 



{Continued) 

FLETCHER, SAMUEL E., 
Creighton,Neb. 

FOREY, RAY W., 

3827 25th Ave., Southwest, Seattle, 
Wash. 

GAY, SAMUEL H., 
Trenton, Florida. 

HALL, CHARLES A., 

4515 North 30th St., Tacoma, Wash. 

HANSON, OSCAR M., 

R. F. D. No. I, Madison, Minn. 

HAWKS, ROBERT A., 

Seiad Valley, California. » 

HEHL, WILHELM O., 

3009 San Gabriel St., Austin, Tex. 

HENRY, ALBERT P., 
Sarepta, Miss. 

HERRIN, WILLIAM H., 
Calexico, Calif. 

HIGGINS, JOHN W., 
Route No. 3, Soddy, Tenn. 

HILL, ROBERT G., 

1 155 Williams Ave., Portland, Ore. 

JACKSON, CARL K., 

R. F. D. No. 5, Canton, 111. 

JOHANSON, ANDREW, 
Brush, Colo. 

JOHNSON, ARTHUR E., 

4444 Milwaukee St., Denver, Colo. 

JOHNSON, ARTHUR H., 

114 Alta St., San Francisco, Calif. 

JONES, DAVID H., 

240 South Sixth St., Payette, Idaho. 

KELLOW, WRENNIE, 
Hebo, Oregon. 

KILEY, THOMAS, 

23 North Main St., Danville, 111. 

KING, HARVEY G., 

713 Park Place, Clinton, Iowa. 

KING, LEELAND S., 
Roosevelt, Calif. 

KIRKHAM, BURDETT O., 

Juneau, Wisconsin. 
KNOPF, ADAM E., 

46 Woodward Ave., Brooklyn, N. Y. 
KOOY, GERRITT, 

Ripon, Calif. 
KOPP, WILLIAM F., 

13 15 Superior St., Toledo, Ohio. 
LACY, WILLIAM R., 

Gilbert, Arizona. 



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379 



PRIVATES 

LAEMMLE, ERNEST G., 

634 South Main St., Ann Arbor, Mich. 

LANGFORD, JERRY, 
Quinlan, Texas. 

LARSON, CARL A., 

East 106 First Ave., Spokane, Wash. 

LAUGHLIN, MARKUS R., 
Yamhill, Oregon. 

LEVINE, JACOB, 

609 West Acacia St., Stockton, Calif. 
LUNDQUIST, CARL, 

Long Beach, Washington. 

MADSEN, MARINUS, 
Rodding Skieve, Denmark. 

MANIS, BERT, 

2400 South P St., Ehvood, Indiana. 

MARX, WILLIAM E., 

Maroni, Utah. 

MATSON, ERICK W., 
Potlach, Idaho. 

MATTHEWS, JAMES F., 
Stidhem, Okla. 

McCONNELL, JOHN F., 
Mooers, N. Y. 

McKINNEY, LEVI W., 
Riverview, Alabama. 

MERRIMAN, JONATHAN H., 
Louise, Texas. 

MICHEL, ARTHUR J., 
Hillsboro, Ore. 

MISENHEIMER, CARL A., 
Cutler, Tulare County, Calif. 

MORRISON, ORA M., 
Tulare, Calif. 

MOYNIER, JEAN F. J., 
Box No. 411, Pocatello, Ida. 

MULLIS, ASA, 

Norman Park, Georgia. 

MYER, FAY E., 

414 4th St., Portland, Ore. 
NELSON, ALVERTH, 

R. F. D. No. 2, Troy, Idaho. 
NIEME, RUDOLPH, 

Lakeside, Ore. 
NIMERICK, WILLIAM J., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Tacoma, Washington. 

NORTH, WILMER F., 

602 Orange St., Wilmington, Del. 

OLAND, JOSEPH E., 
Gravel Ford, Ore. 

OLDEN, JENS P., 

R. F. D. No. I, Eatonville, Wash. 



(Continued) 

OLSEN, CARL, 
Troy, Ida. 

PANTEZES, PETE, 

Randon, Washington. 
PEDERSON, EMIL E., 

Nez Perces, Idaho. 

PEEL, DANIEL, 

Portersville, Miss. 

PEREDO, CASEY P., 

Lemoore, Calif. 
PETERS, HENRY, 

829 Moors Ave., Portland, Ore. 

PETERSON, ANDREW, 

195 McMillan St., Portland, Ore. 

PETERSON, ELVIN M., 
Lavenworth, Washington. 

PETERSON, MELVIN, 
Ovid, Idaho. 

PORTER, ARTHUR W., 

Yamhill, Oregon. 

PRIDGEN, BASIL, 
Laton, Calif. 

PURDY, JOHN H., 

Coquille, Coos Coimty, Oregon. 

PURVIS, JAMES T., 
Hanford, California. 

REAVIS, ARTHUR, 
Gardner, Ore. 

RHODES, SHERIDAN, 

Buckley, Washington. 

RICHARDS, WILLIAM A., 
320 Ray St., Grass Valley, Calif. 

RISCH, ANTON, 
Fort Jones, Calif. 

RITTER, GEORGE A., 
Dubois, Idaho. 

ROBERTSON, HARVEY W., 

Lavenworth, Wash. 
ROGERS, FRANK, 

141 Renwick Place, Syracuse, N. Y. 

ROSE, MERRICK F., 

113 20th Ave., South, Seattle, Wash. 

ROSENQUIST, OSCAR C, 

1422 West 49th St., Seattle, Wash. 

ROUSE, JOHN W., 

Troy, Idaho. 
RUSSELL, WALTER T., 

3132 2 1st St., San Francisco, Calif. 
SANFORD, GROVER, 

c/o Cascade Lumber Co., Graham, Wash. 
SCHULZ, HAROLD, 

6302 5th Ave., N. E., Seattle, Wash. 



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PRIVATES 

SHARP, FREDDIE, 

Camp No. i, Barber, Idaho. 

SHIRLEY, CHARLES H., 
Fishhaven, Idaho. 

SILLS, NEAL G., 
Nooksack, Wash. 

SMITH, ARLAND H., 
Springhill, Tenn. 

SMOTHERS, HARRY H., 
R. F. D. No. I, Peoria, 111. 

SORENSON, JAMES, 
Pocatello, Idaho. 

SPELMAN, JOHN J., 

2864 Folsom St., San Francisco, Cal. 

SPRAGUE, MAHLON, 

134 East 31st St., North, Portland, Ore. 

SPURLING, ARTHUR G., 

Mansford, Washington. 

STAGG, ARTHUR, 
Deerlodge, Montana. 

STEADMAN, EARL W., 
564 Gideon St., Portland, Ore. 

STEVENS, OLIVER, 
Norman, Washington. 

STEWART, EDWARD A., 

913K Williams Ave., Portland, Ore. 

STROEBEL, JACK, 

228 S. Mentor Ave., Pasadena, Calif. 

SUNDQUIST, VICTOR, 

Royal Hotel, Seattle, Washington. 

ST. JOHN, GEORGE C, 

378 Park Place, Brooklyn, N. Y. 

TAYLOR, EDWARD E., 

465 Prospect Place, Brooklyn, N. Y. 

THOMPSON, BROOKE M., 
Macon, Miss. 

TODISH, PETER, 

980 Larch St., Potlatch, Ida. 



(Continued) 

TROXEL, CARL M., 

409 John Adams St., Oregon City, Ore. 

TUCKER, ARTHUR C, 

Standish, Calif. 
TWOGOOD, SHERMAN S., 

2706 Champa St., Denver, Colo. 
VANCE, LESLEY W., 

7th Ave., Phoenix, Arizona. 
WAITLEY, BURNIE B., 

Meridian, Idaho. 
WALSER, PETER J., 

Palouse, Washington. 

WARDEN, ALTON T., 
Tulare, Calif. 

WASS, HERMAN, 
Mariposa, Calif. 

WATSON, DANIEL B., 
518 Lawn Ave., Finley, Ohio. 

WHITE, LEVI, J., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Banks, Ore. 

WIEHE, FRANK H., 

631 S. Hickory St., Centralia, 111. 

WILCOX, CLEVELAND, 
Montpelier, Idaho. 

WILLIAMS, OSCAR W., 

6216 Woodlawn Avenue, Seattle, Wash. 

WILLIAMSON, BURTON, 
Pleasant Grove, Utah. 

WILSON, FRANK E., 
Gales Creek, Oregon. 

WOLF, MORRIS, 

691 Elliot Ave., Portland, Ore. 

YOUNG, RUSSELL, 

17 River Drive, Passaic, N. J. 

ZANONE, DOMINGO A., 
Petrolia, Calif. 

ZOOK, OSCAR R., 
Monmouth, Oregon. 



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Company " F 



CAPTAIN 

WHITAKER, HENRY, Salt Lake City, Utah. 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS 

JOHNSTON, WILLIAM W., WENNER, GEORGE U., 

420 North i6th St., Corvallis, Ore. 508 CaUfornia St., San Francisco, Calif. 

SECOND LIEUTENANTS 

LANGE, WALTER, SEAY, PERCY W., 

568 Commonwealth Ave., Detroit, Mich. 642 7th St., N. E., Washington, D. C. 

DWIGANS, ROBERT W., ZAMIARA, MARION A., 

833 South 9th St., E., Salt Lake City, Utah. U. S. A., A. G. O. 

FIRST SERGEANT 
BRAY, GORDAN J., 406 South Georgia St., Escanaba, Mich. 

MESS SERGEANT 

WALKER, JAMES C, 400 Valdese Ave., Morganton, N. C. 

SUPPLY SERGEANT 

KINCAID, ARTHUR M., 222 West Pacific St., Spokane, Wash. 

SERGEANTS 

PONOMARENKA, ALEXANDER, HOLT, BENJAMIN M., 

Cornucopia, Wisconsin. Conway, S. C. 

HADLEY, WILBUR, HESEK, JOHN, 

Roy, Utah. 5145 S. Campbell St., Chicago, 111. 

IWINSKI, GAZMER J., KLIEMAN, EDWARD L., 

2246 S. Sacramento Ave., Chicago, 111. 517 Providence Ave., Spokane, Wash. 

PETRUSKA, MICHAEL, GILBERT, EARL H., 

204 4th St., Passaic, N. J. 2715 Malabar St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

CORPORALS 

NASH, JOHN C, GALVIN, MICHAEL, 

R. F. D. No. I , Wilson Lane, Ogden, Utah. 35 Coleridge St. , San Francisco, Calif. 

WAY, GEORGE B., GOMES, JOSEPH A., 

Barnwell, California. 1623 Campbell St., Oakland, Calif. 

GRANTHAM, HAROLD M., LOBER, SAMUEL, 

204 S. Kellogg St., Portland, Oregon. Cissna Park, 111. 

HEGLUND, RALLENCE L., REGNIE, FRANK, 

916 W. loth St., Los Angeles, Calif. 38 Ekn St., Paterson, N. J. 

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CORPORALS 

HUNGERFORD, CECIL H., 
Idaho Falls, Idaho. 

NELSON, NELS H., 
R. F. D. No. 4, Box 63, Moscow, Ida. 

BRUCE, DONALD D., 
711 6th Ave., Lewiston, Ida. 

McCLANE, JOHN A., 

R. F. D. No. I, Sumner, Wash. 

KEEMA, EDWARD, 

R. F. D. No. 3, Box 602, Elk Grove, Calif. 

DEETZ, ALVIN J., 

R. R. No. 2, Aurora, Ore. 

GOTTHARDT, GEORGE, 
503 Miller Ave., Portland, Ore. 

BEDYNEK, BRUNO A., 

R. F. D. No. 4, Corvallis, Ore. 

HOLCOMBE, MARTIN A., 
713 S. 7th St., Laramie, Wyo. 

COMBS, DONALD R., 
Pollock, Idaho. 

DEL CASTILLO, FIDEL J., 
San Miguel, Calif. 



(Continued) 

KELLY, CHARLES, 

Box 266, Sonoma City, Calif. 

KENNEDY, MELDRUM S., 
Oak Harbor, Wash. 

McGLOIN, ROBERT, 

45 Morris St., Portland, Ore. 

REDDEN, RETURN J., 
Altonah, Utah. 

STANFORD, LAWRENCE R., 
Sheaville, Ore. 

TAYLOR, E. K., 

Sweets Hotel, Wallace, Idaho. 

VAN POOL, HEEMAN L., 
Spring Camp, Idaho. 

WOOD, CLARENCE L., 
685 E. 8th St., Portland, Ore. 

KIENTZ, JOHN E., 
Glouster, Ohio. 

BONNEAU, JOSEPH O., 

869 Garfield Ave., Portland, Ore. 

GROW, FLOYD G., 
Rexford, Mont. 



COOKS 



BATTI, PELLIGRINO, 

1660 Mason St., San Francisco, Calif. 
DURAND, STANLEY E., 

Lisbon, North Dakota. 



ELDER, CLARENCE C, 

146 E. 63d St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

Mcdonald, gilbert, 

259 North Vandelia St., Brazil, Ind. 



MECHANICS 

BROWN, SAMUEL W., DEPUTAT, JOHN, 

FrankHn, Missouri. Kooskie, Idaho. 

HELM, MARION L., R. R. No. 2, Parma, Idaho. 



BUGLERS 



DAMIANO, VITI, 
Bismarck, Pa. 



FREELAND, HARRY H., 
Horton, Kansas. 



PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 



BARKER, CLAUDE C, 

Brawley, Calif. 

BOUCHER, WILLIAM J., 
916 Callahan St., Muskogee, Okla. 

BUTLER, PARKE F., 
Fenn, Idaho. 

EDMANDS, EDGAR Y., 

Arroyo Grande, Calif. 
ELOTT, ALBERT T., 

151 Grand Ave., N., Portland, Ore. 
FRYMARK, DOMINIC R., 

54 Chamber St., Milwaukee, Wis. 



DEHNING, GEORGE H., 
R. F. D. No. I, Giflford, Idaho. 

DYE, CLARENCE P., 

1756 Calif. St., San Francisco, Calif. 

EELLS, ROY M., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Brady, Neb. 

FISCHER, LOUIS M., 
Roberts, Ore. 

FREDENBERG, ALFONSO, 
Corbin, Idaho. 

GAYLORD, FRANK B., 
Bieber, Larsen County, Calif. 



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PRIVATES— FIRST 

GEHRING, BERNARD H., 
Keuterville, Idaho. 

HALL, J. E., 

Visitation Academy, Tacoma, Wash. 

HAMILL, JOHN, 
Green Creek, Idaho. 

KEEFE, JOHN J., 

807 N. Cushman St., Tacoma, Wash. 

KELLUM, WILLIAM, 

Woodland, Idaho. 
KIZER, EARL, 

Susanville, CaHf. 

KNOOP, ALBERT H., 
Box 103, Stent, Calif. 

LARSON, HENRY, 
Kellogg, Idaho. 

KEITH, WILLIAM A., 

Watsonville, Calif. 
KREIZENBECK, CARL H., 

Emmett, Idaho. 
LAVOIE, AUGUST, 

Wallace, Idaho. 



CLASS {Continued) 

MILLER, HENRY J., 

Union Dock, Port Townsend, Wash. 

MITCHELL, JESSE A., 
Glenn's Ferry, Idaho. 

MYERS, ALVIN L., 

R. F. D. No. I, Sedro WooUey, Wash. 
OLSEN, RUDOLPH J., 

127K Russell St., Portland, Ore. 
OLSON, THORER JOHN, 

1842 Clavert St., Portland, Ore. 
STEVENS, PAUL G., 

Newby Route, Box 13, Bristow, Okla. 

VERDUGO, LEWIS, 

Box 865, San Gabriel, Calif. 

WEHOLT, JOSEPH E. 
Box 7, Harpster, Idaho. 

WHITE, FRANK E., 

1865 Berkley, Portland, Ore. 

WOODY, EMMETT F., 

Sweet, Idaho. 
ZUMWALT, WILLIAM E., 

Boles, Idaho. 



PRIVATES 



ADAMSON, FRED, 

R. F. D. No. 3, Trousdail, Okla. 

ADCOCK, JAMES L., 

R. F. D. No. I, Kooskia, Idaho. 

ADOLPH, FRED, 

1000 E. nth St., N., Portland, Ore. 

ALFS, GILBERT P., 
Pekin, 111. 

ALKIRE, JOSH H., 
Lucile, Idaho. 

ALLISON, WILLIAM, 
Lowell, Idaho. 

ANDERSON, ALBERT C, 
1634 2 1st Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

ANDERSON, ALBIN, 
Gem, Idaho. 

APLIN, DALLAS W., 

Route A, Box 93, Florala, Ala. 
BACON, WILLARD A., 

Box 73, Parma, Idaho. 
BAGLEY, GUY R., 

167 N. 17th St., Portland, Ore. 
BAILEY, CHARLES F., 

Mission Valley, San Diego, Calif. 

BANKS, HARRY, 

Reubins, Idaho. 
BAUMGARTNER, FREDERICK S., 

R. R. No. 3, North Vernon, Indiana. 



BENEDICT, LEE, 

185 E. 87th St., N., Portland, Ore. 
BENSCHING, ALVIN H. 

Keuterville, Idaho. 
BIGGERS, CLYDE E., 

R. F. D. No. I, Gardena, Idaho. 

BOGAR, CHESTER A., 
Deary, Idaho. 

BOS, MARTIN, 
Parma, Idaho. 

BOUDREAU, DOLE, 

818 Hale St., Escanaba, Mich. 
BRADY, CHARLES, 

Glenn's Ferry, Idaho. 

BRONCHO, JAMES, 

R. F. D. No. I, Culdesac, Idaho. 

BROOKS, MILTON Y., 
Mountain Home, Idaho. 

BROWN, WESLEY J., 

Box 14, Hammett, Idaho. 
BRYANT, HARRY W., 

Grangeville, Idaho. 
CAFFREY, WILLIAM D., 

Elizabeth Port, N. J. 

CAMPBELL, WALTER F., 
R. D. F. No. I, Middletown, Tenn. 

CAMSUZOU, JOHN, 
San Miguel, Calif. 



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PRIVATES 

CARLSON, ANDY, 

Box 443, MuUan, Idaho. 
CARRIGER, WALTER R., 

Fredericktown, Ohio. 

CERBARANO, NICOLA, 
91 Gesler St., Providence, R. I. 

CHARNLEY, FRANK A., 

1237 Omaha Ave., Portland, Ore. 

CLARK, RAYMOND S., 
R. F. D. No. 4, Bois^, Idaho. 

COLLINS, JOHN B., 
Marietta, Texas. 

CRAGG, TOLBERT A., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Tiger, Ga. 
CRAIG, HARRY, 

1 123 53d St., Oakland, Calif. 

CROSBY, JAMES P. 

493 1st Ave., New York, N. Y. 
CUMMINGS, CHAUNCEY O., 

Llanada, Calif. 
DARIENZO, FRANGESIO, 

532 W. Coal St., Shenandoah, Pa. 
DARING, ELMER H., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Mendon, Ohio. 

DAVIES, JAMES H., 
9125 Yukon Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

DAVIS, ORIE C, 

122 Oregon St., Peoria, 111. 

DE DIGS, VENY, 
Long vale, Calif. 

DENNIS, JOHN L., 
Edgewood, Calif. 

DIXSON, JASPER, 

R. F. D. No. 2, Seymour, Indiana. 

DOBBINS, GEORGE C, 

Joseph, Idaho. 

DODSWORTH, RAY THOMAS, 
R. F. D. No. 3, Yakima, Wash. 

DOLE, WILLIAM E., 

Los Vegas, Nev. 

DOMENICO, PETENON, 

Stevenville, Mont. 

DONATI, LINO, 

Cayucos, Calif. 
DOWD, JOSEPH W., 

2 1 16 Benton Bldg., Kansas City, Mo. 

DUNCAN, TEE, 
Godley, Tex. 

DUNCAN, JOHN B., 

21 18 Bank Ave., Superior, Wis. 

DUNN, ERNEST L., 
Silverton, Ore. 



{Contiaued) 

DYER, ALLEN R., 
Content, Mont. 

EK, ROY M., 

Box 346, R. F. D. No. I, Portland, Ore. 

ELROD, ERNEST D., 
Primeville, Ore. 

ENGLE, MARSHALL M. 
Star Route, Kooskia, Idaho. 

FARGO, HIRAM C, 

R. F. D. No. I, Toston, Mont. 

FERGUESON, WILLIE H., 

Primeville, Ore. 
FORSYTH, STANLEY M., 

269 W. 4th St., North Provo, Utah. 

FREDERICK, LLOYD, 
Box 102, Ferdinand, Idaho. 

FUNKE, EDWARD J. 

R. No. I, Box No. 3, Cottonwood, Idaho. 

GAUMOND, GEORGE C, 
Burke, Idaho. 

GEHRE, RALPH, 

Cameron, Idaho. 

GENTRY, FRANK, 

Cottonwood, Idaho. 
GESSLER, JOHN R., 

668 >^ Borthurch St., Portland, Ore. 
GHISELLI, GUIDO, 

2246 Mason St., San Francisco, Calif. 
GILLESPIE, WILLIAM C, 

Route No. 2, Whigham, Ga. 

GLEASON, WILLIAM S., 
Beggs, Oklahoma. 

HANSES, LOUIS J., 

Star Route Taminy, Lewiston, Idaho. 

HARRIS, THOMAS S., 

1922 Terry Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

HARTLEY, HARVEY K., 
Box 8A, R. F. D. No. i, Marshfield, Ore. 

HARVEY, GLENN, 
Cascade, Idaho. 

HATCHER, CHARLES J., 
Lenox, Idaho. 

HOWE, ROY, 

Box 527, Ontario, Ore. 

HUFFMAN, LESLY S., 
Clarkstown, Wash. 

HUGHES, ALBERT J., 

616 South Napa St., Spokane, Wash. 

JOBE, HARRY E., 

Westlake, Idaho. 

JOHNSON, CARL T., 
Bruneau, Idaho. 



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PRIVATES 

JOPLIN, LESTER V., 
Bois^, Idaho. 

KAUFMANN, HENRY C, 

Cottonwood, Idaho. 
KEITH, CALVIN T., 

Watsonville, Calif. 
KELLY, ADAM, 

Fallon, Calif. 
KIMBROUGH, GRANDVILLE B., 

R. F. D. No. I, Carthage, 111. 
KING, TED H., 

Mountain Home, Idaho. 

KINSEL, CHRISTIAN J., 

Calistoga, Calif. 
KINSWORTHY, ROBERT S., 

Hooks, Texas. 

KINZLI, HANS, 

12 Hunte St., Santa Cruz, Calif. 

KOELKER, BEN, 

R. R. No. I, Cottonwood, Idaho. 

KRATONIS, GEORGE P., 

2107X 1st Ave., N. Seattle, Wash. 

LARGE, THOMAS, 
White Bird, Idaho, 

LAWSON, ALBERT R., 
Bruneau, Idaho. 

LE FRANCIS, WILLIAM A., 
Clarkston, Wash. 

LEHFELDT, CARL J., 

Asotin, Wash. 

LEMONS, ERNEST, 
Spring Camp, Idaho. 

LEVY, IRWIN, 

1035 Geary St., San Francisco, Calif. 
LINNEY, WILLIAM H., 

312 Flume Ave., Kellogg, Idaho. 
LITTLE, LEE, 

Longston, Ala. 

LOFSTROM, JOHAN S., 
Astoria, Ore. 

MALLON, JAMES, 

85 Crocker St., San Francisco, Calif. 

MARLER, GEORGE W., 
Ola, Idaho. 

MARTIN, NEIL P., 

R. R. No. 2, Arlington, Wash. 

McABOY, WILLIAM L., 
Yankton, Ore. 

Mcdonald, cicero h., 

R. R. D. No 2, Box 9, Round Mountain, 
Ala. 

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(Continued) 

MELI, PAUL, 

Box 358, Miami, Ariz. 

MOE, OSCAR, 
215 Richmond St., Portland, Ore. 

MORTON, BRYAN D., 
Murphy, Idaho. 

NEIRINCK, AUGUST, 

963 E. 19th St., N. Portland, Ore, 
NELSON, FRICK J., 

715 E. 80th St., Portland, Ore. 
NIELSON, FRED A„ 

Troutdale, Ore. 

OATMAN, ENOCH, 
Box 425, Kamiah, Idaho. 

OBERG, AXEL GEORGE, 
MuUan, Idaho. 

ODETT, JOSEPH, 
Susanville, Calif. 

OLSEN, AXEL, 
Hill City, Idaho. 

OLSON, OTTO J., 
Opportunity, Wash. 

ONTHANK, JOHN A., 
Ferrell, Idaho. 

OWENS, RAYMOND P., 

554 Bidwell Ave., Portland, Ore. 

PIERCE, HOWARD S., 
Meridian, Idaho. 

RAY, JOHN B., 

Mountain Home, Idaho. 
REYNOLDS, JOHN L., 

Box 132, Kuna, Idaho. 

SANCHEZ, LORENZO, 

Toos, New Mexico. 

SHERIDAN, T. M., 

1643 Tarleton Ave., Los Angeles, Calif. 
SMITH, THOMAS P., 

Oglesby, 111. 

STAINBROOK, JAMES M., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Cambridge Springs, Pa. 
STOEHSLER, HENRY J., 

Box No. 4, Daisy, Ore. 

STONE, ERNEST T., 
Casscoe, Arkansas. 

STRATTON, JOHN R., 
Bennett, Idaho. 

TAUBE, ALBERT J., 

Sawyer, Wise. 

TERRIAIO, WILLIAM, 

Ashland, Me. 
TESTOR, JULIUS, 
Wallace, Idaho. 



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TOLARI, MARIO, 

228 Diamond St., San Francisco, Calif 
TOMLINSON, VICTOR W., 

3317 North 1 0th St., Tacoma, Wash. 
TRENT, JAMES ARTHUR, 

R. F. D. No. 2, Boise, Idaho. 

TRIMBLE, JOE W., 
Hope, New Mexico. 

TRUEBLOOD, ORVILLE B., 

Grangeville, Miss. 

TURNER, THOMAS A., 
R. R. No 2, Edinburg, Miss. 

VERGONI, MARIO, 

Box 235, Ridgefield, Conn. 
WALTERS, BENJAMIN M., 

Box 382, Cleveland, Oklahoma. 
WARD, SAMUEL N., 

Olema, Calif. 



PRIVATES {Continued) 

WHITE, ALTON J., 



Emmett, Idaho. 

WHITE, JAMES A,, 

719 South 4th St., Corvallis, Ore. 

WHITE, RAYMOND, 

Route No. 3, Palouse, Wash. 
WHITE, WILLIAM S., 

Box 536, Mt. Home, Idaho. 
WIEDRICK, KNIGHT E., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Boise, Idaho. 
WILKINSON, WILLIAM E., 

Glenn's Ferry, Idaho. 
WILTON, THOMAS H., 

Richland Springs, Texas. 
WINKLEY, CLARENCE, 

2939 Federal St., Everett, Wash. 
WOLFF, WILLIAM F., 

Leland, Idaho. 



Company "G" 



CAPTAIN 

HILL, EDMUND W., Harland Road, Norwich, Conn. 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS 

HAIN, LEO R., ELLIOTT, CHARLES W., 

Ellsworth, Kansas. 70 Piedmont St., San Francisco, Calif. 

SOUTH, CHARLES D., 855 Jackson St., Santa Clara, Calif. 

SECOND LIEUTENANTS 

DONOVAN, ROBERT E., BROOME, VICTOR C, 

620 West 7th St., Reno, Nevada. Hotel Van Nuys, Los Angeles, Calif. 

ROPER, JOSEPH S., Alamosa, Colorado. 

FIRST SERGEANT 

RICHARD, RUSSELL F. A., 2267 Union St., San Francisco, Calif. 

MESS SERGEANT 
BALL, ERNEST E., Cumberland, Maryland. 

SUPPLY SERGEANT 

SUNDBY, ARTHUR V., 1530 Fourth Ave., Northwest, Puyallup, Wash. 

SERGEANTS 

WATKINS, DECATUR B., HOLMES, CHESTER H., 

Company "G," 12th U. S. Infantry. 2 Cypress Terrace, Brookline, Mass. 

ROBERTS, CLAUD A., WEIMER, SAMUEL S., 

Lyon, Kansas, General Delivery. Bealeton, Virginia. 

'^^oo^'Ch^CentS Ive., Chicago, 111. ^TwTng'v?'"''^'' ^•' 

'^Healdiu^gf^aliL'^^' ^•' PERRON EARNEST J., 

KLEMENS. STEVE, 9^3 First St., Escanaba, Mich. 

1 107 Ninth Ave., Milwaukee, Wis. MATTSON, ANDREW, 

KASOWITZ, HARRY, Morns, 111. 

3533 Sacramento St., San Francisco, SEEKAMP, WILLIAM A., 
Calif. 19 John St., Covington, Ky. 

BERGSVIK, ELMER M., Yankton, South Dakota. 

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CORPORALS 



RETHORN, WILLIAM H., 

Vandalia, 111. 
COOROUGH, RAYMOND A., 

Prairie Du Chin, Wis. 

BROWN, RALPH S., 

Staples, Minnesota. 

HARLEY, JAMES, 

2933 Quinn St., Chicago, 111. 

BENZEL, IRVING, 

197 Roebling, Brooklyn, N. Y. 

WECHSLER, LEON, 

219 Ave. "B, " New York City, N. Y. 

BEURLEIN, JOHN A., 

5129 Ludlow Ave., St. Bernard, Ohio. 

WILSON, WILLIAM, 

Wells, Minn. 
GREEN, LAWRENCE W., 

715 Brown Ave., Fresno, Calif. 

FAWCETT, ELMER, 

530 Forty-first St., Oakland, Calif. 

SCHURR, EARL G., 

501 North Sierra Nevada St., Stockton, 
Calif. 
CHRISTOPHERSON, OLE H., 

Japlin, Montana. 
MUNSON, FREDERICK W., 

19 1 7 Stuart St., Berkeley, Calif. 
MERRIHEW, SYDNEY M., 

700 Eitel Bldg., 2nd Ave. & Pike St., 
Seattle, Wash. 
MASON, LEWIS L., 

c/o R. L. Mason, Amadoville, Ariz. 



Mccormick, charles l., 

1909 Caroline St., Houston, Texas. 

WIND, SOREN F., 

Box 641, Crockett, Calif. 

GROSS, WILLIAM, 
Soquel, Calif. 

SMITH, ROBERT K., 

209 North Aurora St., Stockton, Calif. 

HORNEY, FOREST R., 
Fort Morgan, Colorado. 

JUNKER, RAYMOND O., 

Atascadero, Calif. 
LONG, JOHN, 

Prosser, Washington, 

McGRAW, ARTHUR W., 

1 1 22 East Park St., Butte, Mont. 

MOYER, CHARLES H., 

202 West Oak St., Independence, 
Kansas. 

PETERSON, CARL L., 
12 18 Grant St., Morris, 111. 

SOUDERES, JOHN N. G., 

26 Ringold St., San Francisco.California. 

WINTERS, ALMA J., 
MontpeHer, Idaho. 

SHARP, LLOYD T., 

301 North Front St., Sterling, Ohio. 

WATKINS, EDWARD R., 
2312 Stuart St., Berkeley, Calif. 

CARDWELL, RUBEN EDWIN, 
123 L St., Salt Lake City, Utah. 



DELL 'OSSO, RAFFAELLO, 

818 Rosabel St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

KULWICZ, JOSEPH, 

37 Jetland Place, Bridgeport, Conn. 



COOKS 

SLUPIANOWSKI, FRANK, 
677 Third Ave., Milwaukee, Wis. 

STEVENS, GLEN D., 
Princeton, Calif. 



JORDAN, JOSEPH, 

4248 West Iowa St., Chicago, 111. 
KRUSLOCK, HILDING P., 

Paso Robles, California. 



MECHANICS 

VIERRIA, AUGUST G., 

Box 19, District No. 10, Marysville, Calif. 

VIERRIA, DANIEL M., 

Box 19, District No. 10, Marysville, Calif. 



BUGLER— FIRST CLASS 

EALEY, ELMER, IndianapoUs, Indiana, 



BUGLER 

WELCH, MINOR JOSEPH, Kalispell, Montana. 



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PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 



BECK, JOHN W., 

4230 Fort Hill Blvd., Oakland, Calif. 

BODANSKI, BEN O., 
Browerville, Minn. 

COX, JAMES L., 
Potlatch, Idaho. 

COX, WILLARD S., 

276 Golden Gate Ave., San Francisco, 
Cal. 

CUBBERLEY, WILLIAM J., 
Hotel Netherlands, Hood, Calif. 

CURRAN, GEORGE P., 

2605 Ellsworth St., Berkeley, Calif. 
FERGUSON, HARRY A., 

153 North Third St., Paterson, N. J. 

HOOD, CHARLES H., 

Ventura, Calif. 
HOSKINS, HERBERT J., 

329>^ Twelfth St., Sacramento, Calif. 

KNOWLTON, WILLIAM, 
R. F. D. No. 3, Minooka, 111. 

LUNDEEN, DAVID J., 
Orland, Calif. 

MAKRIS, HARRY, 

1 01 4 Second St., Sacramento, Calif. 

McCALL, TEXAS A., 
Imperial, Calif. 

McLAY, JOHN L., 

R. F. D. No. 4, Box 1360, Sacramento, 
Calif. 



OHM, JOHN, Jr., 

Vemalis, San Joaquin County, Calif. 

OSTRANDER, WILLIAM C, 

Box 252, Williams, Colusa County, Cal. 

OWEN, EUGENE EDWARD, 

5029 Cimarron St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

PARKER, HERBERT A., 
Bear, Idaho. 

PATERSON, MALCOLM G., 

1809 San Jos6 Ave., Alameda, Calif. 

SORENSEN, CARL S., 
Brush, Colo. 

STITES, LAWRENCE J., 

Huntington, Oregon. 
SWACKHAMER, LEON F., 

1508 Market St., Oakland, Calif. 

TOMPKINSON, JOSEPH T., 

2029 San Antonio Ave., Alameda, Calif. 

TONKIN, ALFRED W. P., 
Jungo, Nevada. 

WILDES, RAYMOND L., 

Pittsburg, Contra Costa County, Calif. 

WILLIAMS, CHARLES L., 

1 123 Glendon Court, South Pasadena, 
California. 

WILLIAMS, THOMAS E., 
Kimball, Nebraska. 

WOOD, CLARENCE L., 

Cadanassa, Calif. 

WUTHRICH, EDWARD B., 
Box 506, Montpelier, Ida. 



PRIVATES 



AGOSTINO, GIUSEPPE, 

1335 Twenty-first Ave., South Seattle, 
Washington. 
ALBERTINI, ANTONIO V., 

Post No. 77, Pittsburg, Calif. 

ARGALL, ELGIN M., 

Groveland, Tuolumne Coimty, Calif. 

ATKINSON, JESSE, 

300 North Lee St., Roswell, New Mex. 

AUNE, CARL S., 

Mackay, Idaho. 

BAKER, HULET McDANIEL, 
Mount Ida, Arkansas. 

BARNES, JAMES, 

2101 Stockton Blvd., Sacramento, Calif. 

BARTSCHI, LEO F., 

Nounan, Idaho. 
BAZATA, CHARLES, 

Westfield, Mass. 



BELLUOMINI, COLOMBO, 

544 East Filbert St., San Francisco, Cal. 

BERG, JOHN, 

451 Blackstone St., Portland, Ore. 

BETTIN, FRANK, 
Victoria, Texas. 

BITTON, ALFRED E., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Rigby, Idaho. 

BRADBURY, ROSCOE E., 
Auburn, Placer County, Calif. 

BRESETTE, CLIFFORD C, 

Paso Robles, San Luis Obispo County, 
California. 

BUCKLES, TROY R., 

Brush, Colorado. 
CABRAL, MANUEL, 

Box 83, Oakley, Calif. 
CHRISTOFFERSON, HARRY, 

605 East 29th St., Tacoma, Wash. 



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PRIVATES 

COONS, HAROLD N., 

1 5 14 O St., Sacramento, Calif. 

COOPER, THOMAS H., 

1724 San Pablo Ave., Oakland, Calif. 

CORCORAN, EUGENE A., 
P. O. Box 38, Lincoln, Calif. 

CORE, CHARLES L., 
Outlook, Washington. 

CORNELIUS, CHARLES W., 

1324 East Market St., Stockton, Calif. 

CRAWFORD, LAWRENCE, 

Douglas, Arizona. 
CRITSER, HARRY V., 

Box 42 1, Montpelier, Idaho. 
CRIVELLO, SALVATORE, 

417 Bay St., San Francisco, Calif. 

CUNHA, TONY, 

811 Oak St., Chico, Calif. 

DAVIS, ARTHUR E., 
Danville, Arkansas. 

DEAL, CARL V., 

Ladelle, Arkansas. 

DeHAVEN, BEN M., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Medina, Ohio. 

DOLAN, WILLIAM B., 

2\2]/2 South Washington St., Spokane, 
Wash. 
DORNEY, LEE C, 

Montpelier, Idaho. 
ENGSTROM, CLAUS A., 

504 London Ave., Rockford, 111. 
FERDINAND, JOHN A., 

310 West 6th St., Yankton, S. Dakota. 

FIRKINS, EGBERT O., 

Moravia, Iowa. 
FREEMAN, TOM R., 

Kings County, Calif. 
FREY, CHARLES O., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Fulton, Ky. 

FRIEDLAND, EDWIN L., 
Cleveland, Oregon. 

GARCIA, VICTOR, 

Lockwood, Calif. 

GARDNER, FRED, 

2789 South State St., Salt Lake City, 
Utah. 

GARNER, LEE, 

1907 Vaeglin Ave., Selma, Ala. 

GAUTHIER, AUGUSTIN, 
c/o Servel Bros., Robin, Idaho. 

GERACI, PHILLIP, 
465 West 25th Place, Chicago, 111. 



(Continued) 

GILBERT, WALTER M., 

724 Seventh St., Modesto, Calif. 

GILCHREST, OTTO A., 

5904 Twenty-fourth Ave., South, 
Seattle, Wash. 

GLASSMAN, ROY, 

122 Eighteenth Ave., Seattle, Wash. 
GORDON, ALEXANDER, 

Rural Route No. 7, Douglasville, Ga. 
GORSLINE, ALLEN L., 

Box 37, Gastun, Ore. 

GREEN, STERLING, 

Haines, Baker County, Ore. 

GRIMM, ALBON, 

5037 Fiftieth Ave., South West, Seattle, 
Wash. 

GUENSER, GODFREY C. 
Chaspa, Minn. 

HADDOCK, JENNINGS B., 

Bloomington, Ida. 
HALE, VESTER A., 

Manteca, San Joaquin County, Calif. 

HALES, WILLIAM S., 
Newcastle, Calif. 

HALL, HAMES E., 

R. F. D. A., Hazelhurst, Ga. 

HALL, JOHN A., 
Box 327, Baker, Ore. 

HAMMER, GILBERT R,, 

Flaxville, Montana. 

HANSON, CHESTER C. 

306 W. 3rd North St., Salt Lake City, 
Utah. 

HARDIN, ROBERT O., 

Williams, Colusa County, Calif. 

HARDING, CHARLES F., 
R. F. D. No. I, Lind, Wash. 

HART, EMERY ALLEN, 

Rural Route No. i. Walker, Iowa. 

HIME, ORIEN O., 
West Liberty, Iowa. 

HIMMELSBACH, HAROLD A. R., 
R. R. No. 42, Yakima, Wash. 

HOATSON, CALVIN D., 
646 Pearl St., Eugene, Ore. 

HOFFMAN, HOMER F., 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 57, Kent, Wash. 

HOFFMAN, RUDOLPH, 

R. No. 3, Box 225, Sacramento, Calif. 

HOLCOMB, ELIOT, 

654 Clackamas St., Portland, Ore. 



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PRIVATES 

HOLMES, JOHN H., 
Box 341, Hartshorn, Okla. 

HOSTETTER, JOHN, 
Riverside, Calif. 

HOVELAND, WILLIAM T., 

515 South 34th St., Tacoma, Wash. 

HUTCHINSON, ROSS, 
American Falls, Idaho. 

JACOB, JULES E. P., 

1701 38th Ave., Oakland, Calif. 

JACOBS, MAX L., 

Artois, Glenn County, Calif. 

JENSEN, MARTINUE, 
Laws, Calif. 

JOHNSON, HENRY A., 
Chinese Camp, Calif. 

JOHNSON, REUBEN G., 

Grass Valley, Nevada County, Calif. 
JOHNSON, SAMUEL EARL, 

R. No. 7, Franklin, Tenn. 

JONES, EVAN D., 

Earlington Heights, Renton, Wash. 

KALLWICK, CONRAD, 

13 19 Government Way, Coeur d'Alene, 
Idaho. 

KANNEGAARD, JOHANNES, 
Melba, Idaho. 

KARR, OSCAR V., 
Weiser, Idaho. 

KAVATHAS, JOHN, 

15 North Eldorado St., Stockton, Calif. 

KNAPP, HARRY, 

550 50th St., New York City, N. Y. 

KNIGHT, GEORGE F., 

125 West loth St., Pueblo, Colo. 

KOCHIS, JOHN M., 
Wells, Nev. 

KROESCHER, ERNEST F., 

360 South 9th West St., Salt Lake City, 
Utah. 

KROTZER, ROLAND W., 
Port Angeles, Wash. 

LANCASTER, DURWARD HARRIS, 

Anding, Miss. 
LAWRENCE, CHARLES D., 

Star Route, Wapato, Wash. 

LAWTON, PAUL H., 

611 State St., Larned, Kansas. 

LOGAN, NICK, 

Box 231, Ruth, Nevada. 

LOTT, RALPH, 

Goltry, Oklahoma. 



(Continued) 

LOVELL, PERCIVAL J., 

1814 East Highland Drive, Seattle, 
Washington. 

LUNDY, BURMAN, 
Star Route South, Fort Morgan, Colo. 

LUSARDI, BERTOLOMES, 

R. F. D. No. 6, Box 1 13, Stockton, Calif. 

MACKEY, PRANK J., 

1549 South California St., Stockton, 
California. 

MARCHAND, ERNEST, 

P. O. Box 411, Pocatello, Idaho. 

MARESCHI, OTTAVIO, 

Sulphur Mine, Sulphur, Nevada. 

Mcculloch, john, 

Elko, Nevada. 

MELUM, GEORGE L., 
Canby, Oregon. 

METCALP, ELI P., 

421 South Brown St., Spokane, Wash. 
MEYER, FRANK H. P., 

Box 175, Arlington Heights, 111. 

MICHELI, PALMIRO, 

Box 81, Carlin, Nevada. 
MILLER, JOHN C, 

Route No. 3, Baxley, Ga. 
MILLET, MICHAIL E., 

General Del., Santa Barbara, Calif. 

MOLLERSTUEN, HARRY M., 
Plaxville, Montana. 

MONTGOMERY, WARREN C, 
Littleton, Colo. 

MULLIGAN, JAMES IRA, 
Lincoln, Calif. 

NELSON, PERRY L., 

Keystone Apts., No. 6, 1369 Hyde St., 
San Francisco, Calif. 

NELSON, WALTER A., 

R. P. D. No. 2, Kent, Washington. 

OSBORN, LEMUEL ELDON, 
Paolo, Oklahoma. 

OWEN, GEORGE KENDALL, 
215 "E" St., Salt Lake City, Utah. 

PAPPADOPOULOS, JAMES G., 
Gen. Del., Salt Lake City, Utah. 

PARDUHN, ERNEST, 

R. P. D. No. I, Sandy, Utah. 

PARKS, MONROE, 

R. P. D. No. 3, Station "C," Memphis, 
Tenn. 

PARMINTER, LEON E., 

R. No. 3, Box 59A, Fort Morgan, Colo. 



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PRIVATES 

PAUL, RALPH, 

536 "L" St., Fresno, Calif. 

PAYNE, ASCEL K., 
Bloomington, Idaho. 

PIETRONAVE, JOHN, 

449 Broadway St., San Francisco, Calif. 

PRICE, MATTHEW G., 

394 Oneida Ave., Idaho Falls, Idaho. 

RAY, KEITH A., 

1493 Arapahoe St. , Salt Lake City , Utah. 

REID, GEORGE, 

1 701 Darcas, Omaha, Nebr. 

REINERO, CONSTANZO, 

Box 90, Road 2, Healdsburg, Calif. 

RICHTER, EDWARD, 
Redtop, Minn. 

RILEY, EDGAR DELMONT, 
42 Hicks St., Pawtucket, R. I. 

RITTERMEYER, ERNEST A. 
Monegaw Springs, Mo. 

ROTH, IKE, 

7500 Wilson, Seattle, Wash. 

SCHARR, LEOPOLD, 

Red Bluff, Tehama County, Calif. 

SCHUMACHER, FRED E., 
Selah, Washington. 

SCHUMPERT, DORSEY LEE, 
R.F.D. No. 2, Dorsey, Miss. 

SECKEL, ALBERT C, 

Helen Apts., Spokane, Washington. 

SELEWSKI, JACOB, 

127 Thirty-first St., Detroit, Mich. 

SHEPHERD, MARION O., 
Julesburg, Colo. 

SHERWOOD, WALTER M., 

554 South loth East St., Salt Lake City, 
Utah. 

SHULTS, McKINLEY, 
Route No. I, Cohutta, Ga. 

SIEGEL, LAWRENCE L., 
Angels Camp, Calif. 

SIMS, JAMES H., 
Bellevue, Idaho. 

SLATER, WALTER E., 
Madeline, Calif. 

SMITH, FLOYD W., 

Enumclaw, Wash. 

SMITH, JAMES S., 
Garrison, Utah. 



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SMITH, JAMES W., 

Route No. 7, Union City, Tenn. 
SMITH, SYLVESTER T., 

Grass Valley, Calif. 

SMITH, WILLIAM O., 

Dossville, Mississippi. 
SPEIRS, ALVIN M., 

Bennington, Bear Lake County, Idaho. 
SPRINGER, FRANCIS M., 

Weldona, Colorado. 
STANOWSKI, JOHN, 

Route No. 2, Box 6, Ashley, 111. 

STATHAKIS, DEMETRIOS, 
Martinez, Calif. 

STODDARD, JAMES R., 

Woodland, Yolo County, Calif. 

STOKKE, WILLIAM C, 

711 Jefferson St., Stoughton, Wis. 

STOWELLS, HARVEY A., 

1047 East 53rd St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

SULLIVAN, HAROLD B., 

Virginia City, Nevada. 
SUTTON, HAROLD T., 

Paris, Idaho. 
SWEENEY, EUGENE A., 

1512 Willard St., San Francisco, Calif. 

THIEL, MARTIN D., 
Box 444, Ritzville, Wash. 

THOMPSON, GEORGE, 

Sacramento Bee, Sacramento, Calif. 

TORNBERG, OSCAR W., 

4 Steiner St., San Francisco, Calif. 

UHLIG, ARNO E., 
Kyle, Texas. 

VALAN, VALENTINE, 

858 Hayes St., San Francisco, Calif. 

VAN PUT, CORNELIUS, 

129 Sophia St. Rotterdam, Holland. 

VIRTA, KALLE, 

Bessemer, Mich. 

VON LENGEN, WILHELM, 

211 East Channel St., Stockton, Calif. 

WASHBURN, DELANO, 
Gen. Del., Oakdale, Nebr. 

WELLER, NORMAN R., 

Bloomdale, Ohio. 
YEAGER, GEORGE EMANUEL, 

R.F.D. No. 2, Kirkland, 111. 
ZAMBELLI, ANDY, 

c/o Dalmer Boench, Peoche, Nevada. 



Company " H " 

CAPTAIN 
HENRY R. ANDERSON, Detroit, Minn. 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS 

SHERMAN K. BURKE, FLOYD M. JARDINE, 

2911 Russell St., Berkeley, Calif. 1068 Corona St., S. Denver, Colo. 

HEATH, COLVIN, 867 West 3d St., Pomona, Calif. 

SECOND LIEUTENANTS 

BERTRAM P. PUCKETT, ROBERT M. LOWE, 

2738 Forest Ave., Berkeley, Calif. 795 Ashbury St., San Francisco, Calif. 

FIRST SERGEANT 

PETTIT, CHARLES L., Wilson Lane, Ogden, Utah. 

SUPPLY SERGEANT 

FOSHEE, ANDREW J., Richardsville, Oklahoma. 

MESS SERGEANT 
SMOOT, WALTER S., 715 Andrew St., Paris, 111. 

SERGEANTS 

BARRY, NICHOLAS J., NOBLE, THOMAS, 

Lakeview, Oregon. Vest, Ky. 

DUNN, JOHN F., PAZUREK, ANDREW, 

417 "T" St., Eureka, Calif. Route 6, Grand Rapids, Mich. 

HARDISON, HARVEY, REIDY, JOHN P., 

Berkeley, Calif. San Francisco, Calif. 

HUBBARD, THOMAS G., SMITH, ROBERT M., 

Calvin, Ky. San Francisco, Calif. 

JONES, WALTER H., THEW, GEORGE A., 

Kittyton, Tenn. 661 Placer St., Butte, Montana. 

McCONNAHA, EVERETT L., WACHOB, PAUL E., 

R. F. D. No. 5, Fulton, Mo. Ray, Ariz. 

McCONNAHA, JEROLD E., WORKMAN, VIRGIL A., 

R. F. D. No. 5, Fulton, Mo. Georgia, Ind. 

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CORPORALS 



BENSON, WILLIAM E., 

Pawhuska, Okla. 
BUNYARD, WILLIAM C, 

Wewoka, Okla. 

CONNELLY, JOHN W., 
Hendrix, Okla. 

DOUGHERTY, NOBLE B., 

Muskogee, Okla. 
DUCKWORTH, JAMES C, 

Hayesville, N. C. 
DUNN, ELLIE G., 

Stringtown, Okla. 

FARQUHAR, CLAYTON W., 
Sacramento, Calif. 

EASTER, ELMER E., 

Bigheart, Okla. 
GRIFFIN, GEORGE W., 

HoUister, Calif. 

HARBISON, CHARLES C, 
Fillmore, Calif. 

HARLOW, FRANK W., 

448 Eleventh St., Portland, Ore. 

HARRISON, IRVIN E., 
Potlatch, Idaho. 

HELLER, HERMAN, 

209 Summer St., Lynn, Mass. 

HEYL, OMAR M., 

1514 Mancapa St., Santa Barbara, Calif. 
ZAVALA, MICHAEL J., 



JOHNSON, LEON W., 

410 East Locust St., Adrian, Mich. 

JONES, ROY D., 
Rose, Okla. 

KEY, CRAYTON C, 

Wewoka, Okla. 
LORANGE, EMIL J., 

502 South Main St., Los Angeles, Calif. 
MULVANEY, WILFRID J., 

1042 Nevada Ave., Butte, Montana. 

PEACOCK, VIRGIL A., 
Albany, Ore. 

ROBERTS, JOE L., 

Grangeville, Idaho. 
SMITH, CHALMERS E., 

Mullan, Idaho. 

SORTILLON, MIKE, 

457 Seventh Ave., Yuma, Ariz. 

SPENCER, CARL W., 

Portland, Ore. 
STUDER, GEORGE A., 

608 Schuyler St., Portland, Ore. 
TOMER, HYATT L., 

Corona, Calif. 

WATSON, ERNEST, 

257 Effie St., Fresno, Calif. 

WELANDER, MELVIN P., 
Box 84, Clear Lake, Wash. 

478 Main St., Yuma, Ariz. 



MECHANICS 



LADUE, ROYACE A., 
154 A Street, Lowell, Mass. 

MILLER, HARRY, 
Belsano, Pa. 



PATTERSON, HARRY, 
Kooskia, Idaho. 

ROBERTSON, CHARLES H., 
St. Peter's Bay, P. E. I., Canada. 



COOKS 



AKEO, CHRISTIAN A., 

1337 Olive Ave., Long Beach, Calif. 

BYRNE, HUGH, 

Armagh, Ireland. No. 8 Grotton St. 



MEAGLIA, SAMUEL, 

127 W. Elmyra Sta., Los Angeles, Calif. 

ROBINSON, WILLIAM, 

34 Riverside Ave., Santa Cruz, Calif. 



BUGLERS 

KIMI, JAMES, TRIANI, JOHN, 

608 >^ East 5th St., Los Angeles, CaHf. 3512 Magnolia Ave., Oakland, Calif. 

PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 



BERGMAN, WALTER E., 
Seabeck, Wash. 

BOLINGER, BOYD, 

122 East 2d St., Oklahoma City, Okla. 



BREEDING, FRANCIS L., 
Pawhuska, Okla. 

CARUSO, SAMUEL, 

127 Wool St., San Francisco, Calif. 



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395 



PRIVATES— FIRST 

COHEN, MAYER R., 

109 North nth St., Muskogee, Okla. 

DAVIS, BARTON V., 
Checotah, Okla. 

DEAN, FRED E., 

409 South B St., Toppenish, Wash. 

DEES, JOHN v., 
Greenup, 111. 

DISMUKES, GEORGE R., 

42 1 >^ E. Okmulgee St. , Muskogee, Okla. 

DWYER, WILLIAM J., 
Mt. Pulaski, 111. 

EVANS, JACOB E., 

Caney, Oklahoma. 
FENDER, LAWRENCE E., 

Richfield, Idaho. 
GARAVENTA, RINALDO, 

Mokelume Hill, Calif. 

GINOCHIO, PETER, 

Concord, Calif. 
GOODWIN, FRANK E., 

Payette, Idaho. 

HEIJARI, AUGUST, 

59 Clay St., San Francisco, Calif. 

STOKES, EFFEL 



CLASS {Continued) 

HERMAN, THOMAS H., 

Genesee, Idaho. 
HERRALL, CHARLES W., 

821 Hood St., Portland, Ore. 
HOLMES, OSCAR W., 

Troy, Idaho. 

LANE, JOHN, 
Hindsville, Ark. 

NELSON, WENDELL E., 
Auburn, Calif. 

NORTON, GEORGE W., 

326 North 2d St., Sterling, Colo. 

NORTON, JOHN, 

Bloomington Springs, Tenn. 

OUSLEY, HOMER H., 

Aure, Minn. 
PERACOVICH, JOHN, 

Newport, Calif. 

PROPPE, RINARD, 

454 Lexington Ave., Portland, Ore. 
RAMEY, RAYMOND E., 

Sterling, Colo. 

STEIN, EDWARD P., 
Kellogg, Idaho. 

, HoUister, Calif. 



PRIVATES 



ABSHER, JOHN R., 

Wewoka, Okla. 
ACKMAN, ELMER C, 

735 West Jefferson St., Macomb, 111. 
ALBERT, LEONARD F., 

Cornland, 111. 

ALBERTY, JESS, 
Stillwell, Okla. 

ALDRIDGE, CALLIS, 

403 Main St., Sallisaw, Okla. 

ANDERSON, PAUL W., 

44 Penn Ave., W. Reading, Pa. 

ANDERSON, RUEBEN E., 
Madill, Okla. 

ANGELICH, STOJAN, 

1246 Leavenworth St., S. Francisco, Cal. 

BARNES, CHARLES A., 

Lewistown, 111. 
BEARDEN, HENRY E., 

Avant, Okla. 
BEATTY, CHARLES, 

826 Eddy St., San Francisco, Calif. 

BELLO, EMIDDIO, 

895 South 2 1 St St., Salem, Ore. 



BEST. PAUL C, 
Tahlequah, Okla. 

BLOCK, WILLIAM H., 
Gridley, Calif. 

BOZZI, SANTY, 

415 E. 1 17th St., New York City, N. Y. 

BRITTIAN, BERNARD H., 
Douglasville, Ga. 

BROWN, CHARLES C, 
Glenn Pool, Okla. 

BROWN, ROY L., 

Broken Bow, Okla. 
BUSHYHEAD, CHARLES L., 

Bigheart, Okla. 

CABANESS, ROY C, 

99 Grand Ave., Texarkana, Ark. 

CAPRON, CHARLES W., 

69 Wood St., Providence, R. I. 
CARTER, RAY B., 

West Tulsa, Okla. 

COCHRAN, WYNTON W., 
1834 H St., Fresno, Calif. 

COURTNEY, WILLIAM R., 
Davis, Okla. 



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PRIVATES 

DAIUTO, EDUILIO, 

Sacramento, Calif. 

DAVIS, RAYMOND A., 

206 Park St., Nevada City, Calif. 

DAVIS, ROYAL A., 

3035 Steiner St., San Francisco, Calif. 

DEAN, ABRAHAM L., 
Tyler, Texas. 

DEITHELM, AUGUST, 
Oakley, Calif. 

DENNY, ELSWORTH A., 
Chewey, Okla. 

DESHAZER, WILLIS B., 
Skiatook, Okla. 

DICKERSON, EVERETT L., 
Watsonville, Calif. 

DOLLAR, HARVEY O., 
Caddo, Okla. 

DOWDY, SAMUEL H., 
Rome, Ga. 

DUNHAM, REA E., 

826 Thirty-eighth St., Oakland, Calif. 

DURHAM, EZRA F., 
Lawrenceville, Ga. 

DURHAM, GRADY H., 
Tucumcari, N. M. 

EBBERT, SAMUEL J., 
BushneU, 111. 

ELLIS, ROY, 

Elk Creek, Calif. 

FARRINGTON, ALBERT J., 

Jamestown, N. C. 
FISCHBUCH, CARL W., 

Sherwood, Ore. 

FLEUCHAUS, FRED, 
Clearmount, Mo. 

FOGLER, CLARENCE H., 

Loomis, Calif. 

FRANKS, WILLIAM K., 
Bigheart, Okla. 

FRENCH, ORVAL C, 
Halsey, Ore. 

FRIEDL, GEORGE, 

396 Chestnut St., St. Mary's, Pa. 
FRIEDMAN, HYMAN J., 

289 Grant St., Portland, Ore. 

FURTADO, JOAQUIN, 
Oakley, Calif. 

FURTADO, MANUEL, 
Oakley, CaHf. 

GABRIELSON, CHARLES, 
575 Broadway, Portland, Ore. 



(Continued) 

GARDELLA, JOHN, 

1407 East South St., Stockton, Calif. 

GARRANT, CHARLES E., 

Miles City, Mont. 

GARRETT, JAMES E., 
Eufaula, Okla. 

GEORGES, GUST, 

2835 East loth St., Oakland, Calif. 
GHIGLIERI, LOUIS, 

Stockton, Calif. 

GIBBON, ELMER E., 
Dundee, Ore. 

GILSTRAP, LEWEY A., 

Tecumseh, Okla. 
GLADDEN, FEW T., 

Kendrick, Idaho. 

GNECCO, JOHN A., 
Mokelume Hill, Calif. 

GRAHAM, MELVERNE I., 
Toledo, Wash. 

GRANLUND, GUST P., 
Avon, Idaho. 

GRAVES, BAYARD M., 

i22Sy2 G St., Sacramento, Calif. 

GRAY, ELBERT E., 
Genesee, Idaho. 

GREEN, ALBERT, 

Sigurd, Utah. 

GRESSOT, CHRIS S., 
St. Helena, Calif. 

GRIMES, FRANK M., 
Watsonville, Calif. 

GROFANNI, GIOVANNI, 
Tuolumne, Calif. 

GROSSI, LEVICO, 
Salinas, Calif. 

GUIER, DAVID R., 

Meteor, Wash. 

GUINN, WILLIAM R., 

Lake Arthur, N. M. 

GUSTAFSON, ELIAS, 
New Castle, Wash. 

HALBROOK, ARTHUR R., 
Blowout, Idaho. 

HALE, LEONARD P., 

808 Houston St., Muskogee, Okla. 
HANEY, CLARENCE, 

Still well, Okla. 

HANSELMAN, CLYDE L., 
Sallisaw, Okla. 

HARRELL, JESS J., 
Sallisaw, Okla. 



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397 



PRIVATES 

HARRIS, WALTER P., 

P. O. Box 82, Union, Ore. 
HATLEY, LEON, 

214 N. Lewallen St., Moscow, Idaho. 

HECHT, FRED, 
Kendrick, Idaho. 

HEIL, WILLIAM A., 

939 East Main St., Portland, Ore. 

HEINO, JOHN, 

Embarrass, Minn. 

HEISEL, EDDIE, 
Tillamook, Oregon. 

HENDERSON, HIRAM, 
Westville, Okla. 

HERMO, EINART, 
Quincy, Ore. 

HESS, DON C, 

442 Second St., Aurora, 111. 

HILL, JAMES M., 

Stigler, Okla. 
HOLIBAUGH, CECIL L., 

Los Angeles, Calif. 
HOLMES, JAMES B., 

5403 Forty-first Ave., Portland, Ore. 

HOPE, MERLE, 
Bigheart, Okla. 

HOUSE, DEE M., 

San Saba, Texas. 
HULSE, ERNEST E., 

Asotin, Wash. 
JACKSHA, WALTER H., 

Moscow, Idaho. 

JACKSON, IRVIN F., 
Danville, Georgia. 

JACKSON, JAMES P., 

2400 Van Ness Ave., S. Francisco, Calif. 

JEWETT, CLARENCE W., 
Maple Valley, Wash. 

JOHNSON, JAMES R., 

Bagwell, Texas. 
JOHNSON, JOHN W., 

Troy, Idaho. 
JOHNSON, NATHAN, 

Bigheart, Okla. 
JOHNSTUN, JOSEPH W., 

Mesa, Ariz. 
JONES, RALPH W., 

Crows, Texas. 
JUBB, THOMAS W., 

Estacada, Ore. 
KING, WILLIAM F., 

Sulphur, Okla. 



(Continued) 

LARSEN, PHILIP L. H., 

547A Twenty-third Ave., Seattle, Wash. 
LASHER, WILLIAM J., 

Watsonville, Calif. 

LAY, ALLIE, 
Hulbert, Okla. 

LEON, RAYMOND B., 

Clarkdale, Ariz. 

LESTER, LEONARD L., 

1482 W. 28th St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

LIGON, ELMER E., 
Bon Aqua, Tenn. 

LINDSEY, AYDELOTT G., 
Sulphur, Okla. 

LONGMIRE, ROY B., 
Yakima, Wash. 

LOOB, WILLIAM P., 

Box 211, East San Diego, Calif. 
LOWERY, JOHN H., 

Coalgate, Okla. 

LOWRANCE, CHARLES O., 
Sulphur, Okla. 

LUCAS, MATH J., 

Homestead, Okla. 
LUNDY, ERIC, 

Mabton, Wash. 

LYMAN, WILLARD E., 
Salt Lake City, Utah. 

MACKEY, JOHN W., 
Hanford, Calif. 

MAHAFFEY, WILLIAM L., 
Kemmerer, Wyoming. 

MALONEY, MATHEW J., 
Neche, North Dakota. 

MERZ, ERNEST, 
Fortuna, Calif. 

MILLER, CHRIS, 
Salina, Okla. 

MULFORD, CASTILE, 

115 Haight St., San Francisco, Calif. 

NANKERVIS, THOMAS H., 

646 Brighton St., Grass Valley, Calif. 

PAGE, LUCIUS, 
Colquitt, Ga. 

PAPAVASILIOU, VASILIOS, 

Joplin, Mo. 
PASTENE, TONY J., 

2105 O'Farrel St., San Francisco, Calif. 

PEARSON, JAMES S., 
Forest City, Calif. 

PEARSON, JOHN P., 

605 Cedar St., Wallace, Idaho. 



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PECK, JOHN M., 
Stockton, Calif. 

PLANCHON, DAVE, 
Antioch, Calif. 

PLANCHON, FRANK, 
Oakley, Calif. 

POE, FRED M., 

Grangeville, Idaho. 

POWELL, CLIFFORD P., 

Elm St., Clarkston, Wash. 

PREISENDORF, CONRAD, 
Fort Morgan, Colo. 

RAYBURN, SYLVESTER J., 
403 Fairbank St., Portland, Ore. 

REY, JOE P., 

Crockett, Calif. 
REYNOLD, DANIEL L., 

White Pine, Tenn. 
RICHARDS, DAVID T., 

214 Park Ave., Nevada City, Calif. 

RIGGS, MARION F., 

R.F.D. No. 3, Box 25, Alpena Pass, Ark. 

RITTER, JOHN A., 
Aurora, Ore. 

ROBERSON, OTIS O., 

North Fork, Nevada. 

ROBERTS, WILLIAM N., 

R. F. D. No. I, Georgetown, Ga. 

ROBSON, JAMES A., 

688 Sherrot Ave., Portland, Ore. 

ROSS, WILLIAM R., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Ripley, Tenn. 

ROUSSAEAU, SIMEON, 

Stedouard, Province of Quebec, Canada. 

WILSON, LOGAN E., 127 



PRIVATES {Continued) 

RUH, IRWIN H. C, 



Chilton, Wis. 

RUTLEDGE, EARNEST, 

Brooksville, Fla. 
SALSTOM, MAURICE F., 

231 1 S. Wilkison St., Tacoma, Wash. 
SCHALLBURGER, JOSEPH, 

Keuterville, Idaho. 

SEWELL, MELVIN E., 

Lucille, Idaho. 
SILFLOW, HERMAN A., 

Cameron, Idaho. 
SIMLER, CHARLES E., 

Woodland, Idaho. 
SIMLER, RICHARD R., 

Woodland, Idaho. 
SLAUGHTER, JOHN D., 

R. F. D. No. 2., Fordtown, Tenn. 
SLAUGHTER, ROBERT O., 

R. F. D. No. I., Fordtown, Tenn. 

SMITH, WILLIAM F., 
Jerome, Ariz. 

SNYDER, GLENN R., 
Kamiah, Idaho. 

SPENCER, RALPH C, 
R. F. D. No. 2, Canton, 111. 

UCHYTIL, THOMAS, 

Weldon, Mont. 
UMBARGER, WILLIAM R., 

Saulsbury, Tenn. 
WAFFORD, CLARENCE, 

R. F. D. No. I, Mores Hill, Ind. 

WELLBORN, WEYMAN P., 
Lithonia, Ga. 

West Pine St., Paxton, 111. 



Company "I" 



CAPTAIN 

MILLER, BERNARD P., 1856 East 25th St., Oakland, Calif. 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS 

STRICKLER, SAMUEL K., MENEFEE, PERCY L., 

1 1 29 East Ocean Ave., Long Beach, Calif. Portland, Ore. 

COVER, CHARLES J., Rocky Ford, Colo. 

SECOND LIEUTENANT 

WILLIAMS, ALFRED A., .1545 Pine Ave., Long Beach, Calif. 

FIRST SERGEANT 

WILCOX, SAMUEL C, Vandale, Ark. 

SUPPLY SERGEANT 

PROCHAZKA, FRANK, Hopkins, Minn. 

MESS SERGEANT 
CORBITT, BENJAMIN H., Farmington, Calif. 

SERGEANTS 

CICH, JOSEPH, HICKCOX, RAY, 

Escanaba, Mich. 1818 Homer Ave., Kansas City, Kans. 

CLOUGH, RALPH, TERLITZKY, BENJAMIN, 

McGregor, Iowa. 1004 E. Lombard St., Baltimore, Md. 

CROWE, JOHN T., TREICHLER, WALTER, 

320 S. 4th St., Missoula, Mont. Chicago, HI. 

CRUTCHFIELD, MARSHAL N., WISTI, VICTOR, 

Cumberland Gap, Tenn. Liminga, Mich. 

ESCORSE, TONY, ZYLKA, STANLEY, 

703 Castro St., San Leandro, Calif. Rossford, Ohio. 

CORPORALS 

AUGHINBAUGH, RUSKIN, BEYER, CHARLES D., 

Servia, Ind. 216 N. 5th St., Grand Forks, N. Dak. 

BAKER, GEORGE H., BRADDY, WILLARD W., 

Shelbyville, Mo. R. F. D., Box 78, Anderson, Calif. 

BARISH, SOLOMON, BRANDON, RALPH R., 
Gen. Del., Seattle, Warh. Oilman, Mont. 

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CORPORALS 

CAMPBELL, JOHN S., 

c/o Y. M. C. A., Billings, Mont. 
CAMPBELL, WILLIAM E., 

Arvada, Wyoming. 
CARPENTER, HARRY, 

4221 North Grove St., Tacoma, Wash. 
COREY, HUGH L., 

Woodville, Miss. 
DAVIS, WILLIAM, 

1 2th U. S. Infantry. 
DEUTER, ALBERT J., 

215 Stewart St., Seattle, Wash. 
ELDER, DAVIS T., 

Ottawa, Kans. 
EWALD, BERT, 

Glasgow, Mont. 

FIGUEROA, PATRICK F., 

53 W. Julian St., San Jose, Calif. 
HARPHAM. JAMES L., 

Maupin, Ore. 
KEEFFE, LINCOLN T. P., 

718 Cole St., San Francisco, Calif. 
LIEBREICH, HERMAN, 

1409 W. Stanton St., El Paso, Texas. 
LINN, HAROLD, 

Tuba City, Ariz. 

WARNOCK, JOHN W., 4617 



(Continued) 

MOTON, JESSE M., 
Alexia, North Carolina. 

NEUMAN, HERBERT H., 
Spokane, Wash. 

NIELSON, CARL M., 
Pleasant Grove, Utah. 

NOTT, TITUS B., 
Clintonville, Wisconsin. 

O'HARO, ALEXANDER F., 
124 W. Main St., Stockton, Calif. 

ONGARO, FREDERICK A., 

31 Grand Ave., Watsonville, Calif. 
PERIZ, ROSARIO, 

St. Louis, Missouri. 
PETERSON, JAMES D., 

Colfax, Wash. 
POWELL, JAY D., 

Klamath Falls, Ore. 
PRINCE, VIRGIL F., 

Clayton, Idaho. 

RUSSELL, SELWIN, 
I2th U. S. Infantry. 

STERN, MICHAEL, 

1236 N. Leavitt St., Chicago, 111. 

STRUCK, FRANK, 

3410 N. Kilboume Ave., Chicago, 111. 
Carleton St., Pittsburg, Pa. 



COOKS 



BROSNAHAN, DANIEL V., 
Knobnoster, Mo. 

FOOTE, DAVID E., 

212 Lakeview Ave., San Francisco, Calif. 



McCABE, EDWARD, 
Derby, Conn. 

MIKESELL, JOSEPH, 
Morgan, Utah. 



MECHANICS 



ALLAN, JAMES N., 

8053 Twelfth Ave., Seattle, Wash. 
BABCOCK, WILLIAM E., 

1047 Minna St., San Francisco, Calif. 



BENNETT, ABRAHAM J., 
1 201 Sixth Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

PERRY, STEPHEN L., 

202 West Boone Ave., Spokane, Wash. 



BURNETT, WILLIAM B., 
Newport, Tenn. 



BUGLERS 



CONWELL, HARRY H., 
Tonapah. Nevada, 



PRIVATES 



ABBOTT, FLOYD, 

R. R. No. I, Parksville, Ky. 
AFDEM, WALTER, 

6501 South Park Ave., Tacoma, Wash. 

ALLEN, JAMES E., 
High, Arkansas. 



ALMINDARS, FRANCISCO, 
804 Seventh Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

ALSING, HENRY E., 

706 Buena Vista Ave., Alameda, Calif. 

ALVES, JOHN M., 
San Luis Obispo, Calif. 



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PRIVATES 

AMACHER, JOSEF, 

290 Grand St., Portland, Ore. 

ANDERSON, ANDREW, 

427 Fairview Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

ANDERSON, EDWARD W., 

314 Vasa Ave., Fergus Falls, Minn. 

ANDERSON, GEORGE, Jr., 
Queets, Wash. 

ANDERSON, JOHN E., 

228 W. Sprague Ave., Spokane, Wash. 

ANDERSON, ORA E., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Yakima, Wash. 

ANDERSON, SAMUEL, 
I2th U. S. Infantry. 

ANDREFF, PETE, 
Tacoma, Wash. 

ARGUS, GEORGE, 

187 — 3rd St., San Francisco, Calif. 

ARELLANES, FRANK, 
Solvang, Calif. 

BAKER, STANLEY, 

R. F. D., Box 34, Buckley, Wash. 

BALLARD, JOSEPH, 

33— 15th St., Detroit, Mich. 

BANDA, GIOVANNI, 
Crockett, Calif. 

BARHAM, CHARLES E., 
Route 4, Broadway, Texas. 

BECK, DANIEL D., 
Centerfield, Utah. 

BEGUELIN, FREDERIC, 

1 2th U. S. Infantry. 

BELL, SEBASTIAN, 
Smyrna, Ark. 

BENNETT, EDWARD J., 

1065 Minna St., San Francisco, Calif. 

BERNARD, ALBERT B., 

Deeth, Nevada. 

BERNHOFSEN, PAUL, 

22503 Second Ave., Seattle, Wash. 
BLAIR, WILLIAM J., 

2614 West 23rd Ave., Denver, Colo. 
BOETTGER, CHARLES H., 

Portland Hotel, Seattle, Wash. 

BOGGIANO, FRANK P., 

504 Fourth Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

BOGGS, RAYMOND E., 
San Francisco, Calif. 

BOGKOSIAN, KRIKOR, 
416 Spring St., Seattle, Wash. 

BOND, RAY, 

Wendel, Calif. 
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BONNEY, RALPH R., 

Garfield, Wash. 

BOTTEN, HARRY, 
Box 15, Camano, Wash. 

BOULTINGHOUSE, GEO. D., 

Grandville, New Mexico. 

BRAND, CHAS. L., 

Box 114, North Park St., Seattle, Wash. 
BREDA, ALBERT, 

7349— 26th N. W., Seattle, Wash. 

BROOKS, JAKE, 
Roberta, Georgia. 

BROOKS, JOHN, 
Becker, Ky. 

BROWN, ARTHUR T., 

Langley, Wash. 

BROWN, THOMAS O., 
Star Route, Anding, Miss. 

CALAMONERI, ANTONE, 
Box 2, Pittsburg, Calif. 

CARPENTER, LEO E., 

R. F. D. No. I, Tumwater, Wash. 

CARR, JOHN J., 

"C" St., Virginia City, Nevada. 

CHRISTIANSEN, JOE, 

4425 — 3rd Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

CHRISTOFER, MAKS, 

1313K First Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

CLARK, BERN IE F., 
Swiss Home, Ore. 

COFFMAN, ROLLO F., 

6742 — 17th, N. W., Seattle, Wash. 

COLLINS, EDWAND P., 

320 "D" St., San Rafael, Calif. 

COMALLI, ANGELO, 

Route 2, Box 679, Santa Rosa, Calif. 

CONNELLY, STEVE P., 

558 W. San Carlos St., San Jos6, Calif. 
COOK, FRANCIS M., 

Bieber, Calif. 
COOPER, FRED A., 

524 Canal St., Santa Barbara, Calif. 
COOPER, FRED E., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Sebastopol, Calif. 
CORBO, CHARLES, 

26 Lee St., Stamford, Conn. 
CORRIGAN, CHARLES F., 

748 Marcy Ave., Brooklyn, N. Y 

COSTA, TONY, 

Arroyo Grande, Calif. 

CRAWFORD, ROBERT E., 

Enterprise, Ore. 



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PRIVATES 

DANZ, HENRY, 

Box 704, Port Angeles, Wash. 
DARNOLD, HARLEY E., 

Villisca, Iowa. 

DAVIES, DAVID W., 

706 Ninth Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

DEGNON, EDWARD J., 
Box 176, Douglas, Wyoming. 

DELONG, HUGHE., 
12th U. S. Infantry. 

DERHAM, CHRISTOPHER, 
2334 Howard St., San Francisco, Calif. 

DHANENS, BERNARD, 
Stoneham, Colo. 

DONAHUE, EDWARD J., 

12 18 Nostrand St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

DOUGHERTY, ASA R., 

3215 — 40th Ave., S. W., Seattle, Wash. 

EILERS, WILLIAM G., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Havana, 111. 
FIESELMANN, SIDNEY F., 

1 1 06 North Perry Ave., Peoria, 111. 

FRANCIS, GEO. M., 

142 1 Divisidero St., San Francisco, Calif. 

GARAVANTA, ANTONIO, 
San Andreas, Calif. 

GIBSON, CHAS. A., 
Monmouth, Iowa. 

GODWIN, JOHN B., 
I2th U. S. Infantry. 

HALL, JOHN T., 

Mesa, Miss. 

HENDERSON, WILLIAM, 
Belleville, 111. 

HOUSTON, ROBERT, 

Clairborne, Miss. 

KELLY, DAVID G., 

c/o I. H. C. .Grand Forks, North Dakota. 
LAND, LEE, 

Springfield, Ore. 
LARSEN, GEORGE H., 

1627 W. 39th Place, Los Angeles, Calif. 

LILL, ERNEST M., 
Dolores, Colo. 

LOGAN, ROSCOE, 

18 1 5 Lindell St., Hannibal, Mo. 
MAGEE, JAMES, 

Route I, Box 53, Holmesville, Miss. 

MANNING, GREGORY J., 

8514 Fifth Ave., N. E., Seattle, Wash. 

MARCUCCI, ABRAM, 
Shellville, Calif. 



{Continued) 

MARINONI, BASIL, 

Westwood, Calif. 
MARINOVICH, MITCHELL, 

18 Alexander St., Watsonville, Calif. 

MARSH, FRANKLIN A., 

Evanston, Wyoming. 
MARSH, HAROLD J., 

Box 555, The Dalles, Ore. 

MARTIN, ARTHUR R., 
Portland, Ore. 

MARTIN, BEVERLY C, 

Loveland, Colo. 
MARTIN, HENRY H., 

Box 193, Kootenai, Idaho. 
MARTINELLI, CHAS. P., 

820 Pine St., Napa, Calif. 
MATERNE, HENRY E., 

1023 Fairview Ave., Spokane, Wash. 

MAUCH, CHAS. B., 
Genesee, Idaho. 

MAXWELL, JOHN H., 
Nine Mile Falls, Wash. 

MAY, EDWARD E., 
Desmet, S. D. 

MELL, GARNET, 
Harrington, Wash. 

MENCHINI, PAUL, 
Greenfield, Calif. 

MERRILL, ROY R., 

109 Frederick St., Santa Cruz, Calif. 

MILLS, EARL M., 

99 N. 17th St., San Jos6, Calif. 

MILONETTI, RICHARDO, 
Davenport, Calif. 

MINNIE, JOE P., 

R. F. D. No. I, Santa Rosa, Calif. 

MIRANDA, JOHNNIE M., 
Idria, Calif. 

MONTANO, PABLO, 
Cambria, Calif. 

MOORE, FRANCIS G., 
Colusa, Calif. 

MORRIS, MIKE, 

Gen. Del., Pullman, Wash. 

MORRIS, TONY E., 
R. F. D. No. 3, Box 550, Watsonville, 
Calif. 

MULLIN, ALBERT M., 
Bridgeport, Calif. 

MUNDT, WILLIAM, 
Grange ville, Idaho. 



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403 



PRIVATES 

MURPHY, JAMES T., 

411 E. 32nd St., Minneapolis, Minn. 
McCOLLEY, ROY, 

Alum Rock Ave., San Jose, Calif. 

McCONKEY, WILSON J., 
Mt. Vernon, Tenn. 

McCORMACK, RAY L., 

Boyds, Wash. 
McCORMICK, OLA C, 

Lexington, Ore. 

Mcdonald, norman d., 

Box 26, Tolt, Wash. 

McENTEE, JOHN T., 
Soledad, Calif. 

McGEE, PERCY R., 
Parker, Wash. 

McGINNIS, JOHN F., 
Los Olivos, Calif. 

McGRUE, NED L., 

Pittsville, Calif. 
McHONE, FRANK M., 

R. F. D. No. I, Kooskia, Idaho. 

McINTYRE, WILLIAM T., 
Watsonville, Calif. 

McKEA, WESLEY J., 

1235 D St., Sacramento, Calif. 

Mclaughlin, wm., 

Brooklyn, N. Y. 

McREYNOLDS, LEONARD R., 
420 Bush St., Pendleton, Ore. 

NEILSON, ARCHIE W., 
Pleasant Grove, Utah. 

NEWFIELD, JOHN C, 
Estrella, Calif. 

O'DONNELL, ERNEST M., 
Wilburton, Oklahoma. 

O'HARA, JAMES K., 

309 Wall St., Spokane, Wash. 

OLIVERA, ALBERT, 
Alderson, Okla. 

OLIVER, MANUEL M., 

Route A, Box 385, Piedmont Road, 
San Jose, Calif. 

OMSTEAD, ALBERT L., 

68 Maple St., Santa Cruz, Calif. 

O'NEAL, ARTHUR, 
Locker, Texas. 

ORDAZ, FRANK, 

221 Cote St., Santa Barbara, Calif. 

ORENS, WILLIAM H., 

San Louis Obispo, Calif. 



{Continued) 

ORTEGA, MANUEL J., 
212 Olive St., Ventura, Calif. 

OTIS, ALBERT, 
Romulus, Okla. 

OTTE, JOHN P., 

1 128 Main St., Calistoga, Calif. 

OWENSBY, WILLIAM E., 
Lula, Okla. 

PAGE, CECIL O., 

Greenfield, Calif. 
PAGH, WALTER, 

Route 2, Box 53, Wilbur, Wash. 

PARNELL, JOHN W., 
Route I, Leakville, Miss. 

PAROLI, PAUL, 

Route 5, Box 236, Santa Rosa, Calif. 

PARSLEY, JESSE S., 
Greer, Idaho. 

PARSONS, GEO. L., 

117 Eighth St., Santa Paula, Calif. 

PARSONS, JAMES F., 
Hartshome, Okla. 

PASSADORI, LODOVICO, 
Mission St., Santa Cruz, Calif. 

PAULSON, ARTHUR, 

813 Guerrero St., San Francisco, Calif. 
PAYNE, JOHN, 

Wilburton, Okla. 
PEBWORTH, CHARLIE, 

Boswell, Okla. 

PEDRAITA, LOUIS P., 
Cayucos, Calif. 

PEDRANTI, ALBERT W., 

Olema, Calif. 
PERMASSE, JOHN M., 

Santa Maria, Calif. 

PETERSON, HARRY, 

21 19 Leavenworth St., Omaha, Neb. 

PHARRIS, CHARLES, 

Sikestown, Missouri. 

PHILLIPS, GRAY R., 
Hailejr^ille, Okla. 

PHINNEY, ELBERT, 

Camarillo, Calif. 
PICANCO, ALFRED L., 

Route I, Watsonville, Calif. 
PLEGER, RUDOLPH, 

Garwood, Idaho. 

POE, CHARLES C, 
Daisy, Okla. 

POOR, MONTIE, 
Gowen, Okla. 



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PRIVATES 

PROEBSTEL, CYRIL C, 

Weston, Ore. 
PUCCIO, COLUMBO, 

Santa Barbara, Calif. 
PULLUM, FLEM, 

Malvern, Alabama. 

PUTMAN, EARL G., 

1507 W. Eighth St., Oklahoma City, 
Okla. 
QUINTANA, STEPHEN, 

Morro, Calif. 
kAGLAND, WILLIAM G., 

I2th U. S. Infantry. 

REED, LEE, 

Brownstown, Ark. 

RENNER, OLUF C, 

Coffe5rville, Kans. 

RIGGS, CHARLIE F., 
Nelson, Okla. 

RIVERA, ISIDRO, 

1 151 Bishop Road, Los Angeles, Calif. 

RODDY, JESSE, 

Route 2, Box 10, Ada, Okla. 
ROFF, JAMES L., 

Rofif, Okla. 
ROSENSTEIN, ABRAHAM J., 

2339 Druid Hill Ave., Baltimore, Md. 
ROWTON, JAMES C, 

Quinton, Okla. 
RUSSELL, BEN C, 

715 Washington Ave., Bois6, Idaho. 

YARBROUGH, LEE 



(Coatinued) 

SCHERZINGER, LEE P., 

Bois^, Idaho. 

SCHWATKA, FRED L., 

4217 2ist St., San Francisco, Calif. 

SCURLOCK, RUBIN N., 
1 2th U. S. Infantry. 

SEBULSKY, JOHN A., 

172 Bagley St., Detroit, Mich. 

SHAUGHNESSY, DAVID F., 
922 Grove St., Oakland, Calif. 

SKINNER, JAMES, 
Route I, Greenbrier, Ark. 

SMITH, JAMES E., 

Russellville, Okla. 
SMITH, ORVLE H., 

Hartshome, Okla. 

SNOWDEN, FREDERICK A., 
820 East 66th St., Tacoma, Wash. 

WALLEY, RAS, 
Summer land, Miss. 

WASHBURN, FRED H., 

St. Francisville, Miss. 

WELLMEIER, LOUIS F., 

510J/2 South Main St., Los Angeles, 
Calif. 
WILKINS, GEORGE V., 

Gen. Del., Stoneham, Colorado. 

WOODY, LIDA L., 

Juliaette, Idaho. 
WUKSAN, MILES, 

Bois^, Idaho. 
H., 1 2th U. S. Infantry. 



Company "K" 

CAPTAIN 
BECKETT, HARRY, Freemansburg, Penn. 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS 

GOWEN, LANCE E., SHEFFEY, SIMEON E., 

5005 — 22d Ave., N. E., Seattle, Wash. Plainview, Te.xas. 

SECOND LIEUTENANTS 

POULSEN, GUY H., DECKER, JOHN P., 

Selma, Calif. 1710 West 12th St., Des Moines, Iowa. 

FIRST SERGEANT 
SCRIBNER, CHARLES C, 655 London St., San Francisco, Calif. 

MESS SERGEANT 

HICKS, WILLIAM, Selmer, Tenn. 

SUPPLY SERGEANT 

WESTON, EDWARD P., 1037 Oakland Ave., Cedar Rapids, Iowa. 

SERGEANTS 

MIZE, CHARLES I., FOSTER, VICTOR L., 

Mulhall, Oklahoma. Wynne, Arkansas. 

CHEVAL, WILLARD P., CARR, MIKE, 

849 Athens Ave., Oakland, Calif. Louisville, Ky. 

GASTON, WILLIAM E., GREENE, MARLEY V., 

Georgiana, Alabama. Fremont, Mo. 

HINTON, PERRY H., HUMPHRIES, JOHN, 

139 E. Mulberry St., Springfield, Ohio. 521 Everett Ave., Palo Alto, Calif. 

FISCUS, VENT, HEWITT, WELLINGTON B., 

3036 Ruckle St., Indianapolis, Ind. Ballynacashon, Killinchy Co., Down, 

FREDERICKS, CHARLES, Ireland. 

R. F. D. No. I, Jellico, Tenn. BULANDER, FRANK H., 

719 Oakland Ave., Milwaukee, Wis. 

CORPORALS 

HARRIS, WILLIAM, HEMPHILL, LAWRENCE A., 

579— 38th St., Oakland, Calif. 719 "D" St., Fresno, Calif. 

McGINLEY, EDWARD, HARRISON, ZENIFF D., 

228 "K" St., Sacramento, Calif. R. F. D. No. i, Malid City, Idaho. 

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CORPORALS {Continued) 



DILLINGHAM, MELVIN E., 
Albion, California. 

LORENZO, ANDREW C, 
Box 464, Yuma, Ariz. 

COPPEL, MORRIS, 

Berkeley, Calif. 
McMURRAY, WILLIAM J., 

922 S. Hunter St., Stockton, Calif. 
BURKE, JEREMIAH J., 

Crockett, Calif. 

PETRIE, JOHN J., 
Los Angeles, Calif. 

REINHARD, JACK M., 

5132 Cimarron St., Los Angeles, Calif, 

WILLIAMS, JAMES H., 

702 Warner St., Tacoma, Wash. 

RICHARDSON, WILLIAM P., 
225 Paula Ave., Santa Paula, Calif. 

SWANBECK, OLLiE W., 

604 S. Cannon St., Spokane, Wash. 

FURLONG, JOHN, 

3622 Morgan Ave., Los Angeles, Calif 
MORRISON, CHARLES R., 

3d St. & Country Road, Lind, Wash. 
CRAWFORD, PHILIP M., 

Billings, Mont, 

TERRY, ODRA V., 1285 



MURPHY, CHARLES J., 
R. F. D. No. I, Chehalis, Wash. 

HUBER, RUSSELL M., 
Saint James, Minn. 

SORENSEN, WALTER P. C. 

2417 E. Gordon Ave., Spokane, Wash. 
WEST, LEWIS B., 

Spanish Fork, Utah. 
WAITE, WILDER J., 

Broken Bow, Okla. 
WOZNIEWSKI, STANLEY, 

2035 Augusta St., Chicago, III. 
CURRAIN, JAMES, 

129 Nash St., New Haven, Conn. 
SMITH, SAMUEL E., 

Monohan, Washington. 
SPLETTER, OTTO A., 

Santa Maria, CaUf. 

SPARKS, ROBERT J., 

403 Main St., Sallisaw, Okla. 

JOSEPH, FREDERICK, 
Rodeo, Calif. 

WALDMANN, HAROLD, 

210 Miller Ave., Mill Valley, CaliL 

TOBEY, JOHN L., 

Station "T," Rose Hill, Los Angeles, Cal. 

Howard St., San Francisco, Calif. 



COOKS 



MOORE, SIMON R., 

720 Hoffman Ave., Monterey, Calif. 
PAPPANACHAL, EMTHINIO, 

Midville, Calif. 



SWANSON, OSCAR W., 

Ironwood, Michigan. 
VAN TYNE, ROY W., 

3383 Eighth Ave., Spokane, Wash. 



MECHANICS 

ANDERSON, ANDREW, SUNDERMEYER, MACHIEL, 
Box No. 39, R.F.D. No. i, Buckley, Wash. Berweg St., Rotterdam, Holland. 

GURRIES, HENRY, WHARREGARD, WALTER, 
San Martin, Calif. 891 Forty-first St., Oakland, Calif. 

BUGLERS— FIRST CLASS 



BRODSKY, JOSEPH, 

122 1 California Ave., Chicago, 111. 



ROBERTS, THOMAS C, 
Santa Mateo, California. 



PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 



ANDERSON, CHARLES, 

Crockett, Calif. 

APLAND, GERT O., 
Shoshone, Wyo. 

APLAND, NEILS O., 
Shoshone, Wyo. 



BARTOLERO, GUIDO, 

26 First St., South Roslyn, Wash 
BATES, THOMAS C, 

P. O. Box 76, Riddle, Oregon. 
CARLSON, PAUL, 

41 1 1 Alki Ave., Seattle, Wash. 



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407 



PRIVATES— FIRST 

GOMES, ERNEST L., 

Shoshone, Idaho. 

GOMES, JOSEPH P., Jr., 

R. P. D. No. I, Box 17, Martinez, Calif. 
GOODING, GEO., 

Papeete, Tahiti. 
HASKELL, CECIL P., 

628 Vernon Ave., Venice, Calif, 

KINSEL, 

c/o L. S. Mitchell, CaUstoga, CaUf. 

MILLER, PRED, 

1605 Meadow Ave., Los Angeles, Calif. 
RIZZUTO, JOSEPH P., 

R. B, Box 242, Gilroy, Calif. 
RODRIGUES, DOMINCOS, 

Concord, California. 
ROLLERI, LOUIS, 

Gilroy, Calif. 
ROSSINI, JOSEPH L., 

Saint Helena, Calif. 

RUIZ, RAMON, 

828 Presidio Ave., Santa Barbara, Calif. 

SAMPSON, ANDREW B., 

Box 202, Checotah, Okla. 
SAMUELS, WILLIAM V., 

Pountain Green, Utah. 
SANDERS, MILTON C, 

R. No. 8, Spokane, Wash. 
SCHLADER, GEORGE J., 

Russell, Idaho. 
SCHOBER, PRANK J., 

Cottonwood, Idaho. 
SHAFPER, DENVER D., 

516 Woodbury St., Miles City, Mont. 

WILLIAMS, JAMES F 



CLASS (Continued) 

SILACCI, PERCY B., 
Salinas, Calif. 

SILVERIO, DAVID J., 

Box 364, Nipomo, Calif. 
SORENSEN, ED. L., 

1545 Cahfomia St., San Francisco, Calif. 

SOWERS, JOHN W., 
Guerneville, Calif. 

STANFORD, JOSEPH E., 

706 E. Main St., Stigler, Oklahoma. 

STANLEY, IRA D., 
Caney, Oklahoma. 

THOMPSON, ROBERT H., 
S3 Eggleston St., Napa, Calif. 

TOLL, WILLARD L., 

Kooskia, Idaho. 
TOMAGNE, FRED, 
Saint Helena, Calif. 

VANEGAS, JOHN M., 
Ventura, Calif. 

VAN HOUTEN, ELMER A., 
920 South G St., Tacoma, Wash. 

VITALI, TOM, 

314 Kearney St., San Francisco, Calif. 

WALLMAN, GEORGE, Jr., 
Sonoma, Calif. 

WARDLE, WILLIAM V., 
Pocatello, Ida. 

WHALEN, HUBERT J., 
San Lucas, Calif. 

WHEELER, ANDREW W., 
2212 Sixth Ave., Spokane, Wash. 

WHITE, EUGENE, 

375 S. Balouse St., Walla Walla, Wash. 

, Chaney, Washington. 



PRIVATES 



ADAMS, ALBERT M., 

425 Court St., Woodland, Calif. 

ALLADIO, FERDINAND P., 
1 100 Pierce St., Santa Clara, Calif. 

ALLAN, JACK, 
620 N. Prospect St., Tacoma, Wash. 

ALLEN, ETHAN, 

Box 95, Mica, Washington. 

ALTIMUS, THOMAS J., 

R. P. D. No. I, Box Ai, McMinnviUe, 
Ore. 

AMIGONI, JOHN, 

216 First St., Eureka, Calif. 

ANDERSON, JOSEPH, 

R. P. D. No. I, East Stanwood, Wash. 



ANDREASON, AXEL M., 
Junction City, Oregon. 

ANDREOZZI, ROBERTO, 

Capay, Calif. 

ANDRINA, JOHN, 

P. O. Box 168, Guadalupe, Calif. 

ANSELMINO, JOHN J., 

58 Blackburn St., Santa Cruz., Calif. 

APPELSON, MIKE, 

51 Sixth St., San Francisco, Calif. 

ARNHARDT, VESSIE D., 
Verona, Missouri. 

ARNONE, JOSEPH, 

216 Gish Road, San Jose, Calif. 



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BACHMAN, ELMER, 
Deary, Idaho. 

BARKLEY, ROBERT R., 

Brentwood, Calif. 
BELL, THOMAS E., 

Spangle, Washington. 
BIALE, GIACOMO, 

437 Seminary Ave., Napa, Calif. 

BONTADELLI, EMILIO, 
Trespinos, Calif. 

BUECHEL, FRANK J., 
San Jose, Calif. 

BURKE, AMBROSE S., 

Portland, Ore. 
BURNS, JOHNNIE, 

Bo.x 21, Walville, Wash. 

CANOCA, JOSE N., 
Antioch, Calif. 

CARROLL, EDWARD A., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 103, San Jos^, Calif. 

CARTER, RALPH E., 
Bellefontaine, Ohio. 

CASON, BENJAMIN, 

3617 Ward St., Dallas, Texas. 

CHAPIN, BERTRAND, 

Route No. I, West Plains, Mo. 

CHAPLOW, JOHN W., 

616 Seneca St., Seattle, Wash. 
CLARIZO, VETO, 

Y. M. C. A., Wenachee, Wash. 

CLARK, JOSEPH M., 

218 Pacific Ave., Bremerton, Wash. 

COLOMBO, FREDERICO, 

469 Fulton St., San Francisco, Calif. 

CRISS, JOHN E., 
Bocklow, Mo. 

CURTIS, HERBERT L. J., 
421 Eighth Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

DODSON, REUBEN A., 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 132, Watsonville, 
Calif. 

FREITAS, GEORGE P., 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 83B, Watsonville, 
Calif. 

GALLEGAS, JUAN, 

Box 694, Winslow, Arizona. 

HOFF, PETER, 
McCall, Ida. 

KING, CHARLIE E., 
Hyde Park, Calif. 

KULHAYI, JOSEPH L., 

480 Spruce St., Bridgeport, Conn. 



MALLOT, ROBERT W., 

Mackinaw, 111. 

McKINLEY, WILLIAM L., 

1407 Dalton Ave., Spokane, Wash. 

McLEOD, GEORGE F., 
Manpin, Ore. 

McNAB, HENRY J., 
Worland, Wyo. 

MEDIN, NELS J. E., 
Grand View, Wash. 

MENTZER, VERNON P., 
1045 — i8th St., Salem, Ore. 

MILLER, HARRY E., 
Box 60, Duvall, Wash. 

MOORE, ALBERT Z., 
Route No. 2, Granger, Wash. 

MORGAN, LESTER T., 

R. F. D. No. I, Banks, Oregon. 
MULLANY, LEO J., 

21 1 1 Howard St., San Francisco, Calif. 
MULLEN, JOSEPH C, 

R. F. D. No. 9, Salem, Ore. 
MULLER, ALBERT C, 

R. No. 2, Silverton, Oregon. 
MYERS, CHARLES S., 

317 — 2nd Ave., Great Falls, Mont. 
NEIMEYER, ATALUS J., 

2646 Romeo, Los Angeles, Calif. 
REIS, JOE A., 

Arroyo, Calif. 

RILEY, DANIEL J., 

Sacramento, Calif. 

RITCHIE, WILLIAM B., 

1 135 J St., Fresno, Calif. 
RIVES, JOHN L., 

1047 Gough St., San Francisco, Calif. 
ROBERTS, GEORGE B., 

Minersville, Utah. 

RODREIGUES, EDUARDO, 

732 Yanodila St., Santa Barbara, Calif. 

ROMERO, MARTIN C, 
Susanville, Calif. 

ROMERO, RAYMOND E., 

830 Canal St., Santa Barbara, Calif. 

ROOT, CLARENCE L., 
Oceano, Calif. 

ROSS, HENRY H., 
Santa Rosa, Calif. 

RUEDY, JOHN V., 

R. No. 3, Box 223, Santa Rosa, Calif. 

RUSSELL, ED. W., 

3482 Adams St., Ogden, Utah. 



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PRIVATES 

SAARINEN, GEORGE M., 
Vader, Wash. 

SABIN, HENRY E., 
Salem, Utah. 

SABIN, WILBUR V., 
Daniel, Wyo. 

SALAZAR, ROSEMAL, 
King City, Calif. 

SALEIA, EMILIO, 

641 Broadway, San Francisco, Calif. 

SANDERS, CARL D., 
Tahlequah, Oklahoma. 

SANI, ALBERT A., 

R. No. 4, Box 109, Santa Rosa, Calif. 
SCARCELLO, IPPOLITO, 

R. No. 2, Rathdrum, Idaho. 

SCOLARI, LOUIS, 

Box 77, Castroville, Calif. 
SEEKATZ, GEORGE, 

Lone Pine, Calif. 
SHATT, BUDDIE, 

Eufaula, Oklahoma. 

SHEA, HARRY C, 
Jamestown, Calif. 

SHERWOOD, JOHN R., 

1002 E. Madison St., Seattle, Wash. 
SILVA, WILLIAM P., 

Santa Maria, Calif. 

SIMMONS, ALBERT A., 

Lequire, Oklahoma. 
SMITH, ALLEN H., 

West Point, Calif. 
SMITH, MORAN, 

Holly Creek, Oklahoma. 
SMITH, OTTO, 

Cottonwood, Idaho. 
SMITH, WEIGHSTELL A., 

Standard, Calif. 
SORENSEN, JAMES B., 

Redmond, Utah. 

SORENSEN, JULIUS, 

R. F. D. No. 226, Provo, Utah. 

SORHONDO, GASTON, 

Los Cruces, Calif. 
SPEIR, CHARLES L., 

Stidham, Okla. 

SQUIRES, ROBERT, 

Milford, Utah. 

STAVOUS, ALFRED, 

615 Cleveland Ave., Fergus Falls, Minn. 
STOCCO, VALENTINO, 

3825 Olympia Ave., Spokane, Wash. 



(Continued) 

STONER, JOHN H., 
Keota, Okla. 

STORLIE, MELVIN L., 

6410 South Vende Ave., Tacoma, Wash. 

STUART, CHARLES H., 
Moorpark, Calif. 

SULLIVAN, CAMERON L., 
Bokchito, Oklahoma. 

SUNDSTROM, CARL K., 

8339— 15th Ave., N. W., Seattle, Wash. 

SWANBECK, OLLIE W., 

604 S. Cannon St., Spokane, Wash. 

SWENSEN, ELMER C, 

490 N. 2d E., Spanish Fork, Utah. 

SWIFT, JOSEPH, 

2014 South nth East, Salt Lake City. 
Utah. 

TAOKS, JISANJI, 

153 Main St., Watsonville, Calif. 

TAYLOR, CHARLES A., 
Pittville, Calif. 

TERWILLEGAR, LEROY M., 
Green Creek, Idaho. 

THILL, CLARENCE M., 
Route No. 2, Ronan, Montana. 

THOMAS, EDWARD, 
Lucile, Idaho. 

THOMAS, ELIAS E., 
Spanish Fork, Utah. 

THOMAS, JOHN L., 

Wales, Utah. 

THOMAS, RICHARD T., 
Tupelo, Okla. 

THOMPSON, LEWIS, 
Adair, Okla. 

THOMPSON, SONNY, 

Pierce, Idaho. 
TUCK, DEE, 

Hanna, Okla. 

TUCKFIELD, CHARLES J., 
90 — 3d St., Lehi City, Utah. 

TURNER, OSCAR C, 

Route No. 3, Box 53, Petaluma, Calif. 

TRACEY, ALPHONSIS C, 
Ismay, Mont. 

TRAINA, MANUEL, 

H. H. Farma, Sonoma, Calif. 

TRAVERS, MANUEL S., 
Watsonville, Calif. 

TREJO, HENRY, 
323 Vine St., Santa Maria, Calif. 



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TRINE, CLYDE W. H., 
Guemeville, Calif. 

VAN PROOYEN, ARIE, 
Davenport, Wash. 

VIOLICH, NICKLAS, 
443 — 2d St., Watson ville, Calif. 

WAGNON, THOMAS J., 
Westville, Oklahoma. 

WALLACE, BRICE, 
Dougherty, Okla. 

WALLACE, EARL J., 
Adelarda, Calif. 

WALMSLEY, WILLIAM E., 
Hawthorne, Nev. 

WALSER, ERICH, 
Cottonwood, Idaho. 

WALTZ, ERNEST E., 
Wright, Calif. 

WATKINS, WILLIAM P., 

Katemcy, Tex. 
WATSON, CLYDE W., 

Woodland, Calif. 

WATSON, THADEAUS C, 
Harris, Ark. 

WATTERSON, FRANK, 
Big Pine, Calif. 



{Continued) 

WEATHERMAN, PERRY, 

1018 W. Poplar St., Walla Walla, Wash. 

WENSMAN, BERNARD, 
Green Creek, Idaho. 

WETTSTEIN, HENRY, 
San Andreas, Calif. 

WILKINS, LESTER M., 
R. No. 2, Grangeville, Idaho. 

WILSON, GEORGE, 
Boulder Creek, Colo. 

WOOSTER, PERCY, 
U. S. 1 2th Infantry. 

WREDE, GEORGE E., 
Standish, Calif. 

YANDELL, JAP, 
Big Pine, Calif. 

YOUNG, GEORGE F., 

R. No. I, Rathdrum, Idaho. 
ZAFFERIS, GEORGE T., 

636— 8th St., Oakland, Calif. 
ZAMARONI, EMILIO H., 

Petaluma, Calif. 

ZAMARONI, EUGENE, 

R. No. 3, Box 246, Santa Rosa, Calif. 
ZEHNER, COURTNEY I. S., 

R. No. 3, Grangeville, Idaho. 



Company "L" 

CAPTAIN 
SLOAN, ROY, 5640 Kinbark Ave., Chicago, 111. 

FIRST LIEUTENANT 

COLLINS, CARTER, PORTER, ERCIL D., 

26 Lowell St., Redwood City, Calif. 949 Story St., McMinnville, Ore. 

PALMER, LOUIE A., Clay Center, Neb. 

SECOND LIEUTENANT 

VANDEGRIFT, ROLLAND A., 1220 East Market St., Stockton, Calif. 

FIRST SERGEANT 

BENNETT, JOHN P., Sandpoint, Idaho. 

MESS SERGEANT 

BEDWELL, DONALD M., 1818 Merwin St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

SUPPLY SERGEANT 

EDSON, JAMES E., 3208 Serra Way, Sacramento, Calif. 

SERGEANTS 

GATES, HERBERT L., PACK, JOSEPH, 

Swepsonville, North Carolina. Dickson, Tenn. 

HANSBRO, IRA J., PANKOV, JOHN, 

Canadian, Texas. 807 N. Danen St., Philadelphia, Pa. 

LUCAS, HARVEL L. SEALS, BERTIE C, 

1 2th U. S. Infantry. Lumberton, North Carolina. 

MISKELL, HERMAN L., ' THURSTON, WILLIAM F., 

1 2th U. S. Infantry. Roberts, 111. 

MORRISON, ROBERT E., WILLIAMS, CHARLIE P., 

Morning Sun, Iowa. Cowan, Tenn. 

CORPORALS 

BARGAGLIOTTI, WILLIAM J., DURHAM, WILLIAM R., 

Sausalito, Calif. Bilhngs, Montana. 

BARRON, WAYNE W., DAVIS, DA KA, 

Eldorado, Kansas. Bountiful, Utah. 

CAMPBELL, HOWARD D., DAVIS, WALDO R., 

706 N. Harvard Ave., Fullerton, Calif. Dinuba, Calif. 

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EICHNER, ARTHUR M., 
Box 36, E. Seattle, Wash. 

FERNIE, JAMES, 

R. F. D. No. 5, Box 93, Bakersfield, Cal. 

FORD, ARTHUR A., 

Navarr Hotel, Seattle, Wash. 

GREGG, JOHN, 

176 — 3rd St., San Francisco, Calif. 

GUTHER, ROY F., 

Shepherd, Montana. 
HEALY, CHARLES, 

Gen. Del., El Centro, Calif. 
HOLDER, AUSTIN L, 

Bremerton, Wash. 
HUDSON, FLORIAN, 

Georgetown, Ky. 

HYNES, FRANK, 

Pocatello, Idaho. 

JELTE, HARLOW E., 

560 Hollywood Ave., Salt Lake City, 
Utah. 

JONES, ELLIS H., 

136 — 22nd St., Seattle, Wash. 



CORPORALS (Continued) 

MILLER, HARRY K., 



Waterloo, Oregon. 

MISKOVSKY, JOSEF, 

5249 So. Honore Ave., Chicago, 111. 

McGRANN, EDWARD D., 

2722 Winter St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

OWENS, GEORGE H., 

Willow Ranch, Calif. 

PARNELL, WILLIAM C, 
Hominy, Oklahoma. 

PAULSEN, KNUD E., 
Solvang, Calif. 

PITTS, MARCELLUS, 
Taft, Calif. 

ROBINSON, ELBERT R., 
Wewoka, Okla. 

ROSE, DALLAS M., 
Hominy, Okla. 

SANSOME, ERNEST, 
Reeding, Calif. 

VAN DORN, LEWIS H., 

Hotel Lyndon, Los Gatos, Calif. 



COOKS 

WIGSTADT, EDWARD, 
Kimball, Wis. 

WILEY, CHARLES E., 
Depot Hotel, Ogden, Utah. 

MECHANICS 

HAWKINS, RALPH, TUREK, JERRY, 

Wheatland, Wyo. Chicago, 111. 

WILSON, JOSEPH L., 105 W. Monterey St., Denison, Texas. 



KOSSUTH, CASPER, 

1014 Minor Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

LANE, PAUL A., 
Sheridan, Ind. 



BUGLERS 



FARRY, JOSEPH, 

Oneonta, New York. 



PRIVATES- 

CARDOZA, ALBERT M., 

870 E. Empire St., San Jose, Calif. 

DUNCAN, WILLIAM W., 
Bryon, Calif. 

ECKSTROM, ADOLPH J., 
13 1 4 Marrion St., Seattle, Wash. 

EDIE, ALBERT J., 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 94, Spana way, Wash, 
FALK, ALBERT E., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Deer Park, Wash. 
FIORINA, DANIEL, 

Casper, Wyo. 



PARKIN, MERRILL E., 

Hudson, South Dakota. 

-FIRST CLASS 

FISHER, JOHN B., 

nth and Peabody, Port Angeles, Wash. 

GILBERT, JESSE M., 
Thermopolis, Wyo. 

GOLDSMITH, EARL V., 

383 South nth St., San Jose, Calif. 

GRECE, CORNELIUS, 

Seattle, Wash. 

HAGMOE, ERNEST A., 

1630 N. 52nd St., Seattle, Wash. 

HARRINGTON, WALTER H., 
1907 — 1st Ave., Seattle, Wash. 



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PRIVATES— FIRST 

HAVERLAND, CHARLES R., 
125 Grand Ave., Billings, Mont. 

HELPER, BURRES E., 

35 N. Capitol Ave., Indianapolis, Ind. 

HUDSON, LELAND L., 

311 N. 77th St., Seattle, Wash. 

HURD, WALTER L., 
Buckhorn, Wyo. 

JESPERSON, AAGE P., 

580 Chenery St., San Francisco, Calif. 

JURHS, MINOR A., 

908 — South 9th St., Tacoma, Wash. 

KEEFE, EDWARD L., 

4050 8th Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

KENNEDY, JOHN, 

Bluestem, Wash. 

KRAHENBERG, ALFRED, 

Cupertino, Calif. 

KUCERA, BOHUMIL P., 

2944 N. 55th St., Omaha, Nebr. 

MADDRY, CHARLES C, 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 37, Idabell, Okla. 

MADDRY, ROBERT S., 

R. P. D. No. I, Box 37, Idabell, Okla. 

MALOY, JOHN C, 
Mount Vernon, Wash. 

MARTIN, ALFRED E., 

706 Dayton St., Muskogee, Okla. 

MAYES, HARRY P., 

Box 26, Union Mills, Wash. 
MEERDINK, JOHN H., 

133 Pontius Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

MELISSAROUPOLOS, TONY, 
Yellowstone Cafe, Billings, Mont. 

McCTJLLOUGH, BYRNS, 
Dunnigan, Calif. 



CLASS (Continued) 

Mcdonald, Raymond m., 

Seward Hotel, Seattle, Wash. 

McFARLAND, ROSCOE, 
Big Heart, Okla. 

McNeill, thomas b., 

1015 Main St., St. Joseph, Mo. 

McWILLIAMS, WILLIAM D., 
4104 — 4th Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

PAINE, AMBROSE H., 

822 Dayton St., Muskogee, Okla. 

PAPPAN, LESTER P., 
Pawhuska, Okla. 

PERRY, JOE, Jr., 

19 13 Broadway, Alameda, Calif. 
PETERMAN, CALDWELL, 

Davis, Okla. 
PETTIBONE, ERROL C, 

R. F. D. No. 52, Bellevue, Wash. 

RUDD, ROY A., 

Ashton Hotel, Spokane, Wash. 

SLAGLE, GORDON P., 
Blue Jacket, Okla. 

STEELE, SAMUEL, 
Goshen, Utah. 

SWINNEY, JOHN S., 

Hartshorne, Okla. 
TATE, WALTER, 

Alderson, Okla. 
TAYLOR, TEACUMSEY, 

Haywood, Okla. 
THOMAS, WILLIAM M., 

Wilburton, Okla. 

TIPPENS, WILLIAM H., 
Southland, Texas. 

YATES, EARL L. 
Hartshorne, Okla. 



ACITO, VICTORANZO, 

914 Grove Ave., Niagara Falls, N. 
ARMSTRONG, CLYDE D., 

R. F. D. No. I, Genesee, Idaho. 

BARBEE, ROY, 

R. F. D. No. 4, Portland, Tenn. 
BARENCHI, ALENDO G., 

Santa Rosa, Calif. 

BATES, JOHN 

Sugar tree. Term. 
BEERE, STANLEY J., 

Fillmore, Calif. 
BEGLEY, DANIEL J., 

1800 Rose St., Berkeley, Calif. 



PRIVATES 

BENELLI, ALADINO, 
Y. Occidental, Calif. 

BENNETT, WILLIAM T., 

Millwood, Georgia. 
BREDE, GUSTAF A., 

R. F. D. No. I, Garfield, Minn. 
CALDERON, ROMALDO S., 

Sisquoc, Calif. 
CARLILE, LELAND O., 

R. F. D., Box 27, Mountain View, Calif. 

CARLSON, EDWARD A., 

3624 E. Jones St., Seattle, Wash. 

CHAMBERS, HOMER H., 
Santa Clara, Calif. 



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PRIVATES 

DESANTO, MATTHEW, 

24 Hennepin Ave., Minneapolis, Minn. 

DIBBLE, CLAUD P., 

130 So. 8th St., E., Salt Lake City, Utah. 

DOWNING, GUY F., 

1402 — 5th Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

DOYLE, THADDEUS L., 

2232 West 56th St., Seattle, Wash. 

EASTMAN, ROBERT L. 

Grand View, Wash. 
ECHELMEIER, OTTO A., 

728 Tomplins St., St. Charles, Mo. 

ERICKSON, EMIL, 

1420 — 4th St., Seattle, Wash. 

FANELLI, TONY, 

599 W. San Salvador St., San ]os6, 
Calif. 

FAWCETT, EARL P., 

421 Wilton St., Seattle, Wash. 

FLOWERS, DEMPSEY C, 
Woodland, Calif. 

FRIEDRICK, JOE, 

Box 492, Centralia, Wash. 

GATTUCCIO, JOSEPH, 
San ]os6, Calif. 

GENINIE, JOSEPH, 

I2th & Keyes St., San Jos6, Calif. 

GOTLIEB, SAM, 

1522 First St., Seattle, Wash. 

GRAZIANO, GIROLAMO, 
628 N. 13th St., San Jos6, Calif. 

GREEN, LLOYD E., 

Seattle, Wash. 

GRIMSBO, SOLOMON F., 
Casper, Wyo. 

HAFFER, PAUL R., 

3813 N. Grove St., Tacoma, Wash. 

HAGSTEADT, OSCAR S. 

i8io>^ Terry Ave., Seattle, Wash. 
HALAM, FRED, 

825 — loth Ave., Seattle, Wash. 
HANNESDALE, IVAN J., 

Traften Hotel, Seattle, Wash. 
HANSON, GUNNAR, 

Port Blakeley, Wash. 

HANSON, JAMES R., 
R. No. I, Clinton, Wash. 

HARPER, SYDNEY G., 

4815 W. Findley St., Seattle, Wash. 
HARRIS, GEORGE J., 

I523>^ — 2nd Ave.. Seattle, Wash. 



(Continued) 

HATCHER, GEORGE, 
Lehigh, Montana. 

HATTON, JOHN L., 
Warren, Texas. 

HOLMAN, WILLIAM H., 
Oakharbor, Wash. 

HOWARD, CHARLES L., 

Capay, Calif. 
HUGHES, KENNETH, 

3024 Harrison Ave., Leadville, Colo. 

ILSTADT, GUY, 

508 — 24th Ave., So. Seattle, Wash. 

JASPER, NATHANIEL D., 
Fortuna, Calif. 

JENSEN, JENS H., 
Box 18, Langley, Wash. 

JEPSON, JOHN H., 

1809 — 8th Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

JOHNSON, RUSSELL E., 

1436 W. 53rd St., Seattle, Wash. 

KLAUSMAN, CHARLES H., 

15 19 Aldrich Ave., N. Minneapolis, 
Minn. 

KOHLENBERG, HENRY, Jr., 
New Braunfels, Texas. 

KUBEY, JOE, 

2959 E. 8ist Place, So. Chicago, 111. 

LAGER, ARTHUR A., 
Port Angeles, Wash. 

LANE, WILLIAM D., 

3832— 24th Ave., S. W. Seattle, Wash. 

LAYLON, WILLIAM, 
Red Lodge, Montana. 

LEIRD, ONNIE, 
Kinta, Okla. 

LELAND, ELMER P., 
Box 462, Clarkston, Wash. 

LE VENE, WALTER M., 

2317 Norman St., Seattle, Wash. 

LEWIS, THOMAS L., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Roanoke, Ala. 

LITTLE, HARRY J., 

Standard Hotel, Seattle, Wash. 

LONN, PETER B., 

3028 W. 59th St., Seattle, Wash. 

MACK, RUSSELL, 

235 Trumball St., San Francisco, Calif. 

MACKINSON, JOSEPH, 

361 1 Washington St., Seattle, Wash. 

MANUS, CHRIST, 

Virginia Hotel, Spokane, Wash, 



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PRIVATES 

MARRA, LEONARD, 

1209 — 2ndAve.,Sault Ste. Marie, Mich. 
MASON, GEORGE W., 

R. F. D. No. I, Red Oak, Ga. 

MATHEW, FRANCIS A., 
Olympic Taver, Briimon, Wash. 

MATLES, HARRY, 
Hominy, Okla. 

MELA, GIOVANNI, 

299 Broadway, San Francisco, Calif. 
MENZEL, ALBERT, 

Bryan Marr, Washington. 
MEYER, WILHELM F., 

R. F. D. No. 6, Mapleton, 111. 
MICHALOWSKI, EDWARD J., 

825 W. 50th St., Seattle, Wash. 

MIGHELL, REUBEN E., 
3602 E. F St., Tacoma, Wash. 

MILLER, SYLVESTER W., 

1534 Bonita Ave., Berkeley, Calif. 

MILTON, FLETCHER R., 

800 Capitol Ave., EUensburg, Wash. . 
MOON, JAMES S., 

Torrington, Wyo. 

MOONEY, MELVIN T., 
Weogurka, Ala. 

MORRISON, ALVIN W., 

Tancred, Calif. 
MOSER," EARL L., 

Seattle, Wash. 

MOSER, WESLEY, 
Ashland, Okla. 

MOSHER, RAYMOND, 
Deadwood, South Dakota. 

MOSS, LEONARD B., 

Mill Creek, Okla. 
MOSSER, JOHN R. 

Caffeyville, Kans. 
MOYER, DAVID H., 

Hathaway, Montana. 
MURDOCH, CHARLES F., 

582— 35th St., Oakland, Calif. 
MURPHY, PHILO, 

Billings, Montana. 

MUSSER, BOYD S., 
Arbuckle, Calif. 

McAllister, edward j. j., 

105 — i6th Ave., N., Seattle, Wash. 
McCALL, RICHARD H., 

1005 E. Marion, Seattle, Wash. 

McDonald, william s.. 

Hotel Terry, Seattle, Wash. 



(Continued) 

McEWAN, byran s., 

226 I St., Salt Lake City, Utah. 

mcfaydden, rex a., 

2400 E. Ray St., Seattle, Wash. 
NELSON, CLARENCE W., 

720 W. Carlisle Ave., Spokane, Wash. 

NEWMARK, VALENTINE F., 
Pawhuska, Okla. 

NORDEEN, ERICK, 

New Castle, Wash. 

NORDEN, MARTIN A. 

Box 86, Parkland, Wash. 
NORDVICK, MONS J., 

1757 W. 1 6th St., Seattle, Wash. 

OAKES, EDWARD E., 

Rear 349 Main St., Bingham, Wash. 

PATTON, JOSEPH F., 
525 S. Lyon St., Albany, Ore. 

PAULI, ALFRED, 
Cleveland, Montana. 

PETER, JOHN B., 
Dedham, Iowa. 

PETERMAN, WILLIAM R., 

Davis, Okla. 
PIERCE, CLAUDE G., 

Yermo, Calif. 

PIERSON, ALVIN, 

Sulphur, Murry County, Okla. 

POTES, FLOYD E., 
Colgate, Okla. 

PROCTOR, MIKE A., 

Locust Grove, Okla. 
RAY, CHARLIE H., 

709 Okmulgee St., Okmulgee, Okla. 

REARDEN, OSCAR V., 

Cor. Orcas & Rainier, Seattle, Wash. 

REED, HARRY M., 
Sherwood, Oregon. 

RICE, THERON, 
Dowling, Mich. 

ROGUSO, FRANK, 

166 Carroll St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 
RUNNELS, JOHNIE, 

Hulbert, Okla. 
SEEDIG, GUSTAV A., 

Wheeler, Tex. 

SEELIG, ARTHUR L., 

147 Hooper St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

SHEEGOG, KYLE G., 
Sulphur, Okla. 

SIEVERS, EDDIE O., 
Haskell, Term. 



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PRIVATES 

STUART, RUSSELL A., 
Challis, Idaho. 

SULLIVAN, THOMAS E., 

306 W. Main St., Pawhuska, Okla. 

THAYER, TEDDY M., 

361 Alberta St., Westminster, B. C. 
THERRIAULT, GEORGE W., 

Tursp, Washington. 

THOMAS, BEN, 
Hartshorne, Okla. 

TODD, AARON M., 
Haralson, Ga. 

TROLLA, BERNARDINE, 

207 Southwest Ave., Ironwood, Mich. 

TURNER, DREEBEN, 
Troup, Texas. 

VAN CLEVE, BEN, 

R. F. D. No. 3, Stonewall, Okla. 

VAN SICKLE, IVAN, 
Bois6, Idaho. 

VICKERS, THOMAS W., 
Wilburton, Okla. 

VOSS, DAVID, 
Orting, Wash. 



{Coniiaued) 

WAGES, HARVEY C, 
Wilburton, Okla. 

WAGNER, CARL H., 

R. F. D. No. 3, Peshtigo, Wis. 

WALLACE, RAYMOND H., 
Ashland, Okla. 

WARFORD, WESLEY, 
Wilburton, Okla. 

WILKS, JUNIOUS E., 

R. F. D. No. 5, Jefferson, Ga. 

WILLIAMS, BOLDEN, 

633 Marshall St., Memphis, Tenn. 

WOOLARD, IRA, 

Manes, Mo. 

WYATT, LESSIE, 
Stratford, Okla. 

YANDELL, GARY A., 
Stuart, Okla. 

ZACHA, GEORGE F., 

2519 South G St., Tacoma, Wash. 

ZACHAUS, OLIVER A., 

5921 24th Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

ZIEGLER, CHARLES A., 

433 W. 41st St., New York, New York. 



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CAPTAIN 

LEWIS, WARFIELD M., Box 263, San Anselmo, Calif. 

FIRST LIEUTENANTS 

ADAIR, ALEXANDER, STEPHENS, GORDON F., 

U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. 

WELCH, HERMAN, 1 140 West 55th St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

SECOND LIEUTENANTS 

ROPER, JOSEPH S., WOOD, ERNEST B., 

U. S. A., c/o A. G. O. Garwood, Mo. 

FIRST SERGEANT 

MOORE, HARVEY P., Amma, West Virginia. 

MESS SERGEANT 
KWIATKOWSKI, JOHN P., 12th U. S. Infantry. 

SUPPLY SERGEANT 

STRAND, DAVID, Ironwood, Mich. 

SERGEANTS 

ANTHONY, LOUIS W., ^?^^H' -^.^^Sy-^^' 

1534 Great Highway, S. Francisco, Cal. South Point, Ohio. 

BOYER, CHARLES E., McLAUGHLIN, SAMUEL M.. 

84 Market St., San Francisco, Calif. Gen. Del., San Jos^, Calif. 

DODDER, MARSHALL A., O'BOYLE, LEONARD, 

Linden, Mich. Woodward, Oklahoma. 

EICH, CLARENCE, SHIELDS, BERT H., 

I2th U. S. Infantry. 1028 Montgomery Ave., Clinton, 111. 

HARDY, GEORGE W., WALSH, WILLIAM W., 

Union City, Tenn. 115 South Euchd Ave., Goldfield, Nev. 

JOHNSON, WALTER, WOOD, HAROLD, 

Florence, Wis. Lincoln, Calif. 

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CORPORALS 



LESKANICH, ANDREW, 

Wellington, New Jersey. 

MULLEN, ANDY R., 
Duluth, Minn. 

NEWKIRK, DAVID H., 

Powell River, B. C. 
NOLAN, EARL M., 

Riverton, Wyo. 

PEMBERTON, LE ROY K., 
3815 Holmes St., Dallas, Texas. 

POPPLETON, THOMAS B., 

Wellsville, Utah. 

PRAIRO, MANUEL W., 
Pittsburg, Calif. 

PRONGER, JOHN S., 

Seattle, Wash. 

SANDBERG, VIVIAN J., 

Manhattan Apts., Seattle, Wash. 

SANGSTON, ERNEST B., 

Marysville, Calif. 
SAXON, WESLEY E., 

Riverton, Wyo. 
SCHWELLENBACH, LEWIS B., 

Alaska Bldg., Seattle, Wash. 

SCOTT, EARL W., 

4020 Eighth Ave., N. E., Seattle, Wash. 
SECHRIST, LOYD E., 

1246 West 51st St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

SIMS, LEO W., 
Unknown. 

SKINNER, JAMES W., 
Tucson, Arizona. 



SMELAND, WILLIAM H., 

3237 East i6th St., San Francisco, Cal. 

SMITH, KARL G., 

Cedar Springs, Michigan. 

SOPER, WILLARD E., 

Regina, Canada. 
SOUTH, FREMONT L., 

R. F. D. No. 8, Salem, Ore. 

TAYLOR, LOSCOE, 
Dayton, Wash. 

THOMPSON, ALEXANDER J., 
Toledo, Ore. 

THOMPSON, HARRY W., 
Alderpoint, Calif. 

THOMPSON, ROYAL, 
Moose Club, Seattle, Wash. 

TIMM, ALBERT E., 

516 Second Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

VILDERANE, EDWARD L., 

107 East 2d St., Los Angeles, Calif. 

WASHINGTON, JOHN, 
3255 West 6ist St., Seattle, Wash. 

WEBBER, WILLIAM A., 
Box 43, Huntsville, Tenn. 

WHEELER, CHESTER A., 

507 W. Lead St., Albuquerque, N. Mex. 
WHELAN, EDWARD J., 

946 South Broadway, Los Angeles, Calif. 

WHITE, MACK, 

Wyola, Mont. 
WILLIAMSON, ALBERT M., Albion, 

Calif. 



COOKS 



ENGELSTAD, THEODORE S., 
120 Magnolia St., Long Beach, Calif. 

MARSHALL, SAMUEL C, 
Terre Haute, Ind. 



RANKIN, THOMAS E., 

R. F. D. No. I, Cherry Run, West Va. 

VANDERBERG, RICHARD, 
Arment Block, Wallace, Idaho. 



MECHANICS 



LARSON, OSCAR, 

Ironvrood, Mich. 

PACK, JAMES H., 
Areata, Calif. 



THOMPSON, WILLIAM G., 
Landchief, Oklahoma. 

WILSON, HARRY, 
Ruth, Nevada. 



BUGLER 

HELGESON, HAROLD E., Wilton, North Dakota. 



PRIVATES— FIRST CLASS 



BIDDLE, PORTER L., 

R. F. D. No. I, Meridian, Idaho. 



CORNWALL, SAMUEL H., 
Emmett, Idaho. 



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PRIVATES— FIRST 

DAVEY, SAMUEL S., 
Soulsbyville, Calif. 

DELBONDIO, OTTAVIO D., 
Oakville, Calif. 

DUCHARME, MAXIME P., 
Poison, Mont. 

FRY, JOHN A., 
Eagle, Idaho. 

HEFFNER, CURT, 
Bois6, Idaho. 

HUTTON, JAMES M., 
Emmett, Idaho. 

NEITHAMMER, CHARLES, 
Red Lodge, Mont. 

NELSON, CHARLES E., 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 28, Port Orchard, 
Wash. 

NICHOLSON, ROBERT A., 
221 Warren Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

OGREN, CARL B., 

Seattle, Wash. 

OLESON, OLE, 
Bangor, Wash. 

ORTH, FRANK W., 

44 Fifth St., San Francisco, Calif. 

PARKS, EARNEST, 

3838 Eastern Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

PERRY, GLEN H., 

Wayne Hotel, Seattle, Wash. 

PROSSER, EZRA, 
Weed, Calif. 

RADCLIFF, HARRY, 
3621 West 65th St., Seattle, Wash. 

RICHARDS, ROY J., 

211 Queen Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

ROBARTS, JAMES L., 

2601 North Alder St., Tacotna, Wash. 

RUTHERFORD, JAMES A., 

122 South 5th St., Richmond, Calif. 

SALVESON, HERBERT T., 
Box 134, Custer, Mont. 

SANDERS, MARVIN R., 
Brentwood, Calif. 

SANDVICK, THOMAS A., 
R. F, D. No. I, Box 50, Poulsbo, Wash. 

SAXON, JOHN W., 
Riverton, Wyo. 

SCHAUPP, SAMUEL, 
Esperto, Calif. 

SCHOPH, AUGUST C, 

Lake Drive, Bellingham, Wash. 



CLASS (Continued) 

SCURI, PORTOLA, 
MetropoUtan, Calif. 

SHAUGHNESSY, AMBROSE, 
1 1 09 South 1st St., Tacoma, Wash. 

SHAW, RAY, 

218 Fourth St., N. E., Puyallup, 
Wash. 

SHEA, ALBERT W., 

3315 Pacific Ave., Tacoma, Wash. 

SHILLER, EDWARD G., 
Emmett, Idaho. 

SILVERMANN, ABRAHAM M., 

Gen. Del., Portland, Ore. 
SMITH, GEORGE C, 

Emmett, Idaho. 

SODERLUND, NATHAN, 

7043 Sixteenth St., N. W., Seattle, 
Wash. 

STARN, EDGAR C, 
R. F. D., Boisd, Idaho. 

TARBET, DELBERT R., 

Pomeroy, Wash. 

TAYLOR, CHARLES I., 

1 7 10 Eighty-ninth St., Oakland, Calif. 

THOMPSON, CLIFFORD C, 
Mountain Home, Idaho. 

THOMPSON, GILBERT, 

Poulsbo, Wash. 
TOMLIN, MORRIS A., 

Bangor, Wash. 

UTTER, ARDA G., 

136 East 5th St., Long Beach, Calif. 

VANDEVERE, ERNEST, 

2814 — 28th Ave. S., Minneapolis, Minn. 

VAUGHT, EVERETT, 
Greybull, Wyo. 

VENNER, EMILE, 

I2th U. S. Infantry. 
VETTER, EDWARD W., 

Bangor, Wash. 
WALTERS, GRANT, 

5420 South Cedar St., Tacoma, Wash. 
WHITE, IRVING, 

712 North 72nd St., Seattle, Wash. 
WILKINS, ELWOOD, 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 85, Sugar Station, 
Hunter, Utah. 
WILSON, GEORGE W., 

Toluca, Montana. 
WILSON, HARRY E., 

Eureka, Utah. 
WOOD, JUDSON E., 

1548 West 6ist St., Seattle, Wash. 



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PRIVATES 



AALVIK, OLE, 

Stevenson, Wash. 

ALBERT, LESTER L, 
Box 43, Missoula, Mont. 

ANDERSON, ERNEST L., 

R. I. B. 35 Bells, Cherry Mound, Texas. 

BEBOUT, LEE H., 

Wayne St., Clays ville, Pa. 
BOYD, JOHN H., 

Checotah, Okla. 

BRAUER, HENRY F., 

1539 Leland Ave., Far Rockaway, N. Y. 

BRITTON, ORA B., 

Judson, Ind. 

BROWN, WILLIAM E., 
Overbrook, Okla. 

BRYAN, WILLIAM J., 
Box 41, Lepanto, Arkansas. 

CALLAHAN, WILLIAM J., 
I2th U. S. Infantry, 

CAMPBELL, EARL S., 

R. F. D. No. 4, Boise, Idaho. 

GARNER, VAUGHN V., 

741 Fourth St., Santa Rosa, Calif. 

CHAPMAN, EMMETT, 
Greenbush, Ga. 

CHESTNUT, BAZZLE, 
Melrose, Fla. 

COMPTON, CLYDE T., 
Binger, Okla. 

CREWS, SIMON, 
Tyken, Ga. 

DAVIDSON, ROBERT H., 
Meridian, Idaho. 

DEAN, JOSEPH F., 

36 Sutton Place, New York, N. Y. 

DEBOOR, ERNEST E., 
Route No. I, Roberts, 111. 

DELCARLO, JAMES, 

308 Vallejo St., Petaluma, Calif. 

DELOPEZ, ALFRED D., 
Madrone, Calif. 

DEPPNER, EDWIN, 
Rocklyn, Wash. 

DILLON, MARTIN, 

457 Twenty-fifth St., Oakland, Calif. 

DUNCOMBE, LORNE F., 
Moorpark, Calif. 

ENNIS, JAMES, 
Johnson City, 111. 

ENNIS, JAMES L., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Boisfe, Idaho. 



FILTER, JOSEPH A., 
Live Oak, Calif. 

GARNER, LORANSY D., 
Wittington, Arkansas. 

GRACE, LIAB W., 

R. F. D. No. 3, DeKalb, Miss. 
HALL, NORRIS O., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Boisfe, Idaho. 

HARRIS, MARRION S., 
Emmett, Idaho. 

HERKENRATT, MILTON H., 
Daglum, North Dakota. 

HERRELL, THOMAS E., 
R. F. D. No. 4, Advance, Mo. 

HOVIS, ANDREW D., 

811 Cedar Ave., Niagara Falls, N. Y. 

JOHNSON, WALTER B., 
Elk, Wash. 

LONG, ROBERT L., 
R. F. D. No. 2, Lizella, Ga. 

MAGLEBY, HANMER W., 
lona, Idaho. 

MARIONANO, NICHOLAS, 

1464 Sixty-seventh St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 
McKINNEY, HENDERSON H., 

Cranberry, North Carolina. 

MOOREHEAD, WILLIAM W., 
R. F. D. No. 2, Kilmichael, Miss. 

MORRIE, LEO L., 

838 AUston, Houston, Texas. 

MUNN, WILLIAM D., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Quincy, Miss. 

MYER, JOHN C, 
Oakland, Calif. 

NARVAEZ, STANLEY A., 
757 Locust St., San Jos6, Calif. 

NAUDITT, ALBERT G., 
Ritzville, Wash. 

NAUMANN, GEORGE, Jr., 

5319 Ninth St., N. E., Seattle, Wash. 

NELSON, CHARLES A., 
Box 226, Cupertino, Calif. 

NELSON, ELMER, 
Emmett, Idaho. 

NELSON, GUNNAR, 

1 108 Fifth Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

NELSON, PETER J., 

1538 West 47th St., Seattle, Wash. 

NEUMANN, WILLIAM G., 

loi Louisburg St., San Francisco, Calif. 

NEWELL, MAURICE V., 
Seattle, Wash. 



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PRIVATES 

NIINIVAARA, HJALMAR., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Box 100, Winlock, Wash. 

OCHIS, PETER G., 

Farmersville, Calif. 

O'DONNELL, EDWARD, 

142 Wyoming Ave., Billings, Mont. 

OLERICH, WALTER F., 

1112,^2 C, Tacoma, Wash. 
OLSEN, CARL H., 

3040 West 56th St., Seattle, Wash. 

PALTOGLU, WILLIAM S., 

226 Riverside Ave., Spokane, Wash. 

PARMETER, JOHN A., 

252 Valvesta Ave. , Sheridan, Wyo. 

PAULSKI, TONY, 

Spokane, Wash. 
PETTERSON, BERNHARD A., 

2213 West 62nd St., Seattle, Wash. 
PHILIPS, RICHARD T., 

1041 Summit St., North, Seattle, Wash. 

PHINNEY, ALFRED H., 

Twin Falls, Idaho. 

PUCHOLA, FRANK, 

628 Page Ave., Jacksonville, Mich. 

RAFFERTY, WILLIAM J., 

406 Quebec St., Victoria, Canada. 

REECE, HAROLD C, 
Valley Ford, Wash. 

REED, HAROLD H., 

3570 Thirtieth St., San Diego, Calif. 

RIEMERS, ADOLPH R., 

Eagle, Idaho. 
RITCHEY, MORRIS S., 

Swan Valley, Idaho. 

ROONEY, THOMAS R., 

1 124 Lakeview Blvd., Seattle, Wash. 

ROSEBERRY, EDWARD, 

Quilcene, Wash. 
RUSSELL, ARGUS L., 

Billings, Mont. 
RUSSELL, GEORGE E., 

Garden Valley, Idaho. 
SAINES, CONSTANTINE G., 

Box 441, Tacoma, Wash. 
SANDERS, ERNEST H., 

R. F. D. No. ro, Mitchell, Ind. 

SCHAUER, FRED A., 

1 1 50 South Hope St., Los Angeles, Cal. 

SCHNATH, FRED W., 

Port Townsend, Wash. 
SCHNELLHARDT, JOHN P., 

4229 Latona Ave., Seattle, Wash. 



{Continued) 

SHELDON, EARL D., 

R. F. D. No. 2, Tumwater, Wash. 

SHELVOCK, GEORGE L., 

249 East Empire St. , San Jos^, Calif. 

SHEPARD, PETER N., 

914 Fifth Ave., Seattle, Wash. 
SHEPARD, ROBERT C, 

Humptulips, Wash. 
SHEPPARD, EDWARD C, 

12 1 1 North 44th St., Seattle, Wash. 
SHERMENTINE, THANE A., 

Oro Loma, Calif. 

SHOMAR, ROBERT C, 

Gen. Del., Port Angeles, Wash. 

SICOTTE, PAUL E., 

758 S. Main St., South Bend, Ind. 

SILVA, JAMES, 

R. No. 2, Box 52, Sequim, Wash. 

SIMMONS, MICHAEL, 

116 Nob Hill Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

SJOSTROM, HJALMAR P., 
Casper, Wyo. 

SKINNER, JAMES L., 
Starrsville, Ga. 

SPRING, ORVILLE H., 
454 Sixth St., Bremerton, Wash. 

STARKEY, WILLIAM R., 

Meeteetse, Wyo. 
STARR, ROBERT R., 

Lusk, Wyo. 
STELLING, RALPH H., 

232 1 X Fifteenth St., San Francisco, Cal. 

STEPHENS, ROBERT W., 

Iroquois Hotel, San Francisco, Calif. 

STIRTS, EDWARD D., 
Silverton, Ore. 

STRUBING, JOHN, 

South 176 Post St., Spokane, Wash. 

STRUZESKI, SIMON, 

1 1 12 East 35th St., Tacoma, Wash. 

SUTTON, BENJAMIN L., 

13 14 Sixteenth Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

TABOR, ROSCO, 
Furnwater, Wash. 

TAYLOR, ERNEST L., 
Juliaetta, Idaho. 

TESSARO, VALENTE, 

Tacoma, Wash. 
TEWES, JOHN H., 

R. No. 2, Pine Island, Minn. 
THOMAS, CHARLES W., 

Gordon, Montana. 



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PRIVATES 

THOMAS, JOHN F., 

523 Main St., Mountain Rose, Calif. 
THORESON, OSCAR, 

410 Minor St., North, Seattle, Wash. 

THORS, ERIC, 

R. F. D. No. I, Box 99, Port Blakeley, 
Wash. 
TORVANGER, BERT M., 

Seattle, Wash. 

TULLIS, ERNEST, 

Chalmen Apts., Seattle, Wash. 

TUTTLE, WILLIAM W., 

Grangeville, Utah. 
UPSON, NORMAN E., 

Drewsey, Ore. 

USHER, EARL, 
Cashmere, Wash. 

VALENTINE, WILLIAM A., 

513 Fourth St., S. E., Little Falls, 

Minn. 
VALSECCHI, JAMES, 
200 First St., Eureka, Calif. 

VAN DYKE, ALBERT, 
Oak Harbor, Wash. 

VAUGHN, ROBERT E., 

2041 West Lake Ave., Seattle, Wash. 

VEGGE, GEORGE M., 
Paussbo, Wash. 

VITALI, MAURIZIO, 

406 Broadway, San Francisco, Calif. 



(Coadnued) 

WALLS, FRANK, 

2128 South A St., Tacoma, Wash. 

WEBB, EDWARD J., 
Townsend, Montana. 

WELLES, FRED E., 

Bingham ton, New York. 

WERBELOW, WILLIAM F., 
Germania, Wyo. 

WESTBERG, GEORGE J., 
3521 Hoyt Ave., Everett, Wash. 

WHEELER, JAMES, 
Melba, Idaho. 

WHITE, BEN, 

91 Fourth St., San Francisco, Calif. 
WHITE, RALPH E., 

La Grande, Ore. 

WILLIS, ANDRUS F., 

212 South 37th St., Tacoma, Wash. 

WOLD, NILS O., 

Seattle, Wash. 

WOLPERS, CHARLEY C, 

2914 South L St., Tacoma, Wash. 

WRIGHT, ALFRED H., 
R. R. No. I, Billingsby, Ala. 

YOUNT, SAMUEL J., 
Claremont, North Carolina. 

ZEBELL, ALFRED, 

2027 Virginia St., Everett, Wash. 

ZINK, JOSEPH E., 

Y. M. C. A., San Francisco, Calif. 



Fraternity 

WE are leaving tents and barracks, the long days of drill 
and fatigue are over, and the supply sergeant is 
checking our equipment for the last time. We are 
taking a great deal with us from this khaki world, and are 
leaving it with much more than we brought with us when we 
entered. We are being graduated from the greatest university 
ever founded and we are proud of our membership in the 
alumni of the Army of the United States of America. 

A greater variety of mental and physical qualities was never 
assembled than was found in the aggregation of men that made 
up the army with which we resisted Prussian aggression. We 
entered the Army as individuals, each with his own sympathies 
and prejudices. But when we caught the spirit of service, the 
spirit that animates our entire military organization, and the 
spirit that made victory possible, we forgot ourselves and our 
views, and there was awakened in us a growing tolerance of 
our fellow man and his ideas. 

We are retiiming to mufti with higher civic ideals, we have 
been brought into more intimate relation with our Government, 
and we leave the Army better democrats, better citizens, and 
better men. We have mingled with the men of the East, the 
West, the North, and the South; we have bunked together, 
worked together, and fought together. Now we are going 
back to our homes to live together. 

A few years, and the months that we wore the U.S. button 
will be only a memory, but the camaraderie and the good-fellow- 
ship that we established during those days of hard work in the 
cantonment will long remain a potent influence in our daily 
lives. We leave the service of our country with better bodies, 
better brains, and a new spirit, the spirit of the Fraternity of 
Olive Drab. 

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IN a few years we will forget about the long hot days in the 
dust and under full pack. The memory of army chow 
will fade away. We will be unable to recall all the un- 
pleasant things that were said to us during our rookie days. 
But the thing that we will remember will be the associations 
that we have had and the friends that we have made. Our 
Regiment is particularly fortunate in having among its mem- 
bers a spirit of comradeship that can seldom be found in so 
large a group of men. Friction and dissension have been prac- 
tically nil. Every man has made friendships that he will 
treasure always. And the day will come when we will realize 
that all the sacrifices we have made and the hardships we have 
undergone are amply repaid, because, in the final analysis, of 
all things in life, true and loyal friendship is the most precious. 
When, in the next few months, many of us leave our Regiment, 
we shall carry with us to our homes the memory of the best 
association of our entire lives. Let us make that feeling count 
for something, and when in after years we meet our former 
comrades in arms let us have as the open sesame to our hos- 
pitality, the one password — "The Twelfth." 



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